Wild tender beings
dandelion seeds blowing
To sacred spaces
Wilder
love
Intimacy
That kind if intamacy
That builds
When you sleep in the same space
Share the same work
Learn together
The type of intimacy that builds
When you know each other
At your most vulnerable
At your most desperate
At a time when you are
Figuring it all out
That’s what I hold on to
Prayers
Prayers without words
Feeling the grief, love-relief
God always with us
Softer
Part 1
Trying to live a
Softer life, speaking gentle
erasing trauma
Part II
Holding close my love
Of soothing hurt with flowers
Blooming healing balm
Part III
So that they may know
An innocence, a freedom
To pass on instead
Part IV
Although we do not
Forget, we set them free of
The bonds of that pain
Sometimes
Sometimes it’s okay
To let your body change
Just as seasons change
Branches
Branches reaching out
Causally intersecting
I am here for you
Those Places
Do you have those places that mean so much to you,
That you can’t even visit
You can’t even think about
Without your heart filling with
A love
So big
So grand
That it swells and wraps
It’s arms
Around you as you smile and let
That feeling take over your heart
Do you have those places?
Brothers and Sisters
They may have had
Crap parents
But they know about
Sibling love
The kind that
Teaches you kindness
And Goodness
The kind that always
Has a place for you
They know about that
Kind of love
That does not
Let them down
And teaches them
To love and live
A life worth
Living for
They will always know
About that kind of love
I liked, I loved
I liked a man, he didn’t like me back
I loved a man, he didn’t love me back
I liked myself, I liked myself back
It took a while but
I love me, and I love myself back
I thought I was broken
But
Love and like never mean broken
They mean capable of
Love and like again and again
Until it fits
My Loves
Hops plants, bikes, and bread
Septima and poems bringing
Endless joy and delight 
D.S. Hollie 