I want to know the depths behind his furrowed frown
Take in his mind, swallow his thoughts, and knowing them, drown.
And as I take him in, know all the places he’s been
to live all the lives he has lived, to sin all the sins he has sinned.
Nightly I memorize his geography with my touch
Asked by revealallyougotinthere
it was a journey of self. removing myself from my “comfort zone”. moving to a new state. digging deeper into my feelings & emotions. i’m still on quite the journey. but then again, the journey never ends.