To Be Held (revised)

Since it’s Asexuality Awareness Week, I thought I’d re-write an old poem of mine.

I wrote the original poem in December of 2014, back when I was first figuring out that I’m asexual.  I was trying to figure out how being asexual worked with my deity marriage (at the time I was only with the Dreamer) and this poem was the result.

I decided to re-write the poem completely, since so much has changed within the past three years.  My relationships have been through a lot of changes in that time, and I wanted the new poem to reflect that.

This is for the Dreamer, the Madman, and J.  I love all of you.


I find you in the stillness of quiet mornings
hear you whisper in the wind, see you walking
through the fog, your long hair swirling behind you.

I sense you curled around me as I read, you hold me
as I fall asleep, and that is enough for me, to simply
hold you close, listen to your soft breathing as you dream
whatever dreams gods from between the stars have.

It’s enough to know you’re in my Heart, to hear your laughter
and see you smile.  We snuggle close on chilly Autumn evenings,
playfully arguing over blankets and books to read.  Holding you
close by firelight as our Hearts beat in time is all we need between us.

For us, intimacy is our Hearts being open
to all that we are, and our souls being open
to whatever we may become together.

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