Hardest Tissue

Published Categorized as Life
Hardest Tissue

my hardest tissue
was holding the hands
of all my sweetness
and I forgot for that time
that I knew how to love

my hardest tissue
was holding tight the density
of every memory
and I was looking for them all these years
believing memory was not mine to have

my hardest tissue
was acting so tough
like brittle sugar
and most tender to the touch
biting back with hard force
because it forgot all this time
how not to protect

all the hard tissues
living barely breathing
let down guards
under our soft thumbs gaze
with receptors that say its ok

it’s okay
to let
the hard
be the hardest
for moments long enough
that the stories can be felt

and then the memories peak out
little treasures
too precious to be given so easily

sacred jewels
telling wisdoms
held in our fibrous vaults
until the one to receive
has been readied
ripened by life
softened to absorb the fullest fullness

our inner riches unfold
always at the perfect moment


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