Intimacy. Licking your brain, while massaging mine. Exploring you inside and out. Becoming one then two then one again. Feeling you. Tasting you. Loving you. Lingerie and tailored suits, sundresses and basketball shorts. A deep exhale, a slow groan. A tickled moan. Beer kisses and a scratch on your belly. A beginning and an end. #writingwithRupi Today I participated in my second, online poetry workshop with the amazing Rupi Kaur. In this exercise, the prompt was to write the

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 grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost. I am healing. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost. Happy, hurting, healing. It’s all connected. It’s all the same. This is my story. This is life. This is the beginning, and this is The End. #writingwithRup