We love this Poem by Performance Poet Christo:

Receive Me

Let me in, let’s make lovingnesses, or,
Need not necessarily be physical, touching compassion,
Thought that you were my comfort or could be each others.
I can’t tell you what you want to hear – she did not say.
We both knew during the paure, it was all already added.
So now I turn to myself and say keep me, hello again.
Thought or spoken aloud or both, expressed and understood.
It was the closure had been craving, lips now unhooked.
Adrift for only instants before I joined myself, unit.
Uniting my anticipations with other ongoing aspirations.
Hopes and dreams, projects pending and my own person.
The reliable nature I offer others, no also nurtures self.

Performance Poet Christo
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