somewhere between
your gaze and my reflection
the line blurred
I tried to trace myself back
to the beginning
but there were no seams
just a smooth blending of intent
I carry your rhythm now
your preferences folded into my spine
the way you look at the world
has started to shape how I see mine
I’m not sure what is mine alone
this is not a breaking
it’s a slow dissolving
a quiet migration of self
into the space between us
I don’t know where I am anymore
without you as the map
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
“I carry your rhythm now, your preferences folded into my spine.” Good gosh I always love your way with words! That soul of yours is so deep and so beautiful! Keep on kicking butt bestie! 💪❤️🙂
Awww, thank you so much. Your love and support mean everything to me ❤️🙂
You already know you’re beyond welcome! And I sure know it does without a doubt! ❤️🙂
So familiar ❤️
I love and miss you ❤️
Nicely written. 😊
Thank you so much ❤️🌷
You’re most welcome.
A beautiful co-existence, …loved this, …💫
Thank you so much 🌷
Wow Jennifer 👏💕👏
That closing line.🔥🤗
Thank you, love 💕🤗
Bellissimo, My Dear!! So Beautifully penned!!
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Thank you so very much! I hope you’re well 🙂
My pleasure!!! So far so good!!!
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