a love that lets go

I want to be a viscous liquid, golden honey. I want to be poured from jug to jug, one galaxy to the next, to shed my cocoon for another, then another.

Life’s not about being unshielded, infinitely unencumbered. It’s about having a choice of cocoon, of wise elder. Being wrapped up tight in a love that will let you go when you are ready to move on.