Episode 55: Poetry ASMR

With him, her pulse remembers its own rhythm Time loosens its grip Her breath finds space it forgot existed She is not fixed She is met He doesn’t rescue He anchors Stands firm while her storms pass through And somehow, in his stillness, She learns love exists, In him And within herself.Written by Anonymous This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit anureetwrites.substack.com