Intimacy. Licking your brain, while massaging mine. Exploring you inside and out. Becoming one then two then one again. Feeling you....

we met in the only childhood room I ever had to myself. Teddy-bears and other stuffed animals danced above my head, and Luther...

I am happy. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost. I am hurting. Because I have...

And I am now crying into my dinner … #neilhilborn #ocd #poetry #spokenword