hearts tear borders

all I can see when I look in the mirror are flowers  mallows where your eyes have kissed me  I feel so at home in this body that you love  and everywhere it carries me with the song of grace  to be someone you dream your hands upon  You are the kind of tree I keep on coming back to  to tear my facemask off and drink oxygen  out of the dust into the fresh air, to be a woman  to be a present that surprises myself every time you unwrap  my voice, each sound a new bird you are opening the earth, oh wonder! 

 Yes, Ahmad and I are still together, still with so many kilometres between us, since over half a year we love each other without ever seeing each other real life! Our love was born in this strange year of corona. We were one of those things no one could foresee but it happened and it keeps on happening. My need to explain to the outside world why I stand where I stand, seperated for the second time from a father of my child(ren) has dissapeared. I can love openly and without the weight of other's hopes, fears or expectation pressing on my shoulders. Yes, life is very hard work at the moment and also the relationship obviously comes with some challenges, that sometimes even appear to be hurdles. But damn, how I still love the road (of life), the beautiful journey, this guy's sweet- and hot-ness and the ways we can share while we are hopefuly on our way to our physical togetherness.  Now Ahmad is recovering from a very nasty appendicites and the emergency operation to take it o...