Yes, You...
When identity falls at the heels of its foes, it becomes a resurrection of sorts…
Not one that wants you to adhere to it, but to indulge in its exclusivity, to taste its richness without ever merging into its uniqueness
That’s when the world grows to be a sea of drops, making an ocean that brings about life rather than destruction
Until then, I fare you farewell, my sacred identity in the name of its enmity — hostage remaining for the dawn of the revelation of it never being mine or yours but a visitor passing witnessing it briefly every moment until the next…
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
