Meeting Myself

My name sounds better

coming from your lips.

The way you

draw

out

the syllables and vowels in my name.

It sounds new and magical.

I

am made new.

No longer

is my name

crisply pelted at me.

Times of terror.

It is like a

l o n g

caress.

Teach me

to love myself.

This is the beginning.

A wonderful discovery