lovingly, you trim the ragged edges of my plans
you place them meticulously on a white blood-washed canvass
you sew each piece in place

i have released the jewel of self-dependence in a once clenched fist
i have pushed myself off a cliff
now i am riding on the crest of a river roaring downward into a basin miles below
my tears mingle with splashes of fresh water

your hands have gently molded surrender in my heart
your precipice that once brought fear has taught me how to fly



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