🚀 go-pugleaf

This is another "poem"/catharsis <if I know the right definition of that
word>, and I hope you all don't mind my putting this here, but it's good
"news" to me, and I don't know where else ot put this.

To have and to hold,
To feel the warmth of his body
Next to mine, as his breathing slows.
I massage his arms gently
Moving to his shoulders.
He tenses at my touch,
But I calm him, bring him down,
Back to my world.
How I wish I could have visited him in his.

-For Deac...though he doesn't know why, yet  :)-


Actually, I do have some good news:  I  have become friends with a bunch of
good people, people who can help me become who I want to be, who I have the
potential of being, who I once dreamed of being, but never could before
now.

Good cheer to all, and to all, a good night.