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A Work of Solitude
Invite a man in to taste this space, And he better know how to tread light, Respectful. This is a womb of intuition, A woman cave. Honor the hand prints on the wall. This mind, this delicately sculpted grace, Years in the making, Thoughts carefully aligned, Boundaries steadily defined, Words meticulously chosen, To share honest … Continue reading A Work of Solitude