Revel


Settle in, Love.

Settle in to this older skin.
Settle in and revel in the wonder of her.

Revel in her curves, her callused hands, her wiser eyes, each born from this desert land.

Revel in her freckles and her scars,

contraband from sorrow and from sun.

Revel in her wild and reckless thoughts,

Tempered now by compassion

and driven by relentless love.

Revel in her running away

and in her standing firm.

Revel in her story so far…

A story of darkness

and of miraculous Light.

Settle in, Love.
For her time has come.

Chelsey Whitlow

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