The Refresher

He, she, they, ze, hir, it doesn't matter to me.  A pronoun is just a pronoun.  

She caused so many shifts in me.  I have already learned so much from her.

I like your face and eyes beneath your glasses.

I like your lips and your nose.

I love your hair, and your boyish ways with such a beautiful feminine face.

I like dreaming of what is under your clothes.

I like the way you tell a story and excite.

I am scared and unsure, but that is okay.

I believe in possibilities too.

I believe in romantic stories about cabins in the woods.

I believe in cultured cities.

I believe in performance arts.

I believe in fluid and effortless exchange of affection.

I believe in growing together.

I believe in helping save people.

I believe in learning skills to save ourselves.

I am so grateful to the universe that you came along when you did.

I needed the distraction and the attention.

I longed for the sweetness and flattery.

You delivered beyond what I could have wished for.

I feel refreshed, and like I can get up now.

I feel a little more inspired and positive than I did yesterday.

I am working toward not being so fearful of the future.

I am working toward not being so trapped by my past.

Yesterday I thought it was all just more bad karma I was working off.

Today I think that even if it is bad karma, I can make it good karma by being open to learn from it.

Thank you, my Phoenix, for helping me rise again.

You came at the perfect moment.