in Poems

I remember

I remember
sitting on that carpet
leaving my shoes at the door
crossing the room
crossing legs on the floor
anxious trepidation
afraid to be called

but called upon
and speaking
without reservation without restraint
and being seen
and being heard
and being held
I remember being loved.

(for LV CARP)

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