September 16, 2005
There is room in my heart for you...
and you,
and you,
and you.
There is room,
for I have finally learned
to breathe.
Inhale, exhale...
Inhale, exhale.
And suddenly, there are
so many rooms to fill,
I cannot possibly imagine anything
more exhilarating than
keeping house
within this space which I once
called my madness, my chaos,
which I now call
(inhale, exhale)
my masterpiece.
There is room in my heart for more
than what I had known...
There is room for a son,
and (perhaps) for a lover;
there is room for so very many others...
There is room for love to grow and breathe;
inhale, exhale, live, scream;
run free and give all there is to give.
I had begun to feel
claustrophobic,
but there is room.
Thank God,
there is room
for me.
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