where am i is beyond me
words don’t really serve me now
arbitrary cliched expressions betray me
spacious, anxious, close, warm
these words approximate it
but don’t get to the essence
of where i am with you

where am i tho, seriously
this is new territory
not just sensory
an intriguing story

what will our story be?
we are both holding the yarn
enough to start a tapestry
telling the time topography
weaving our what and where
i know who
and the why is in the art
intrinsic and inexplicable

i hesitate to even form questions
questions for you
i am conflicted
seeing myself stringing together the words
that would sew the colors of doubt, fear
vulnerability
into this side of the blanket

but maybe we are resonating
taking it as it comes
as it is
taking it in and sewing our story
realizing that our yarn is a symbol
for something broad and deep
as if we could see the streams
and float in the river
as if we could see the trees
and feel the forest

where am i tho, seriously
i may be lost
so why don’t we wander
in comfort and curiosity
this is new territory