Sometimes I wonder
I panic
I fret
What am I doing
Splashing our secrets out onto the net
Spilling the beans of our intimate world
Spreading the news where insults can be hurled
And then I remember the who and the why
I see her weeping in the shadows where she can hide
Wishing she were better, freer, and holding it all in
Stored safely knotted deep within her belly
Standing up again though her legs feel like jelly
I reach out across space and time
"I will speak your truth"
"I will let the words tumble out"
"I will do the impossible"
And I know she will be okay
She is thanking me now and willing me not to not let us down.
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