Message In A Bottle

Four letters carry conspiracy-theory sized opinions
of a word that we hope exists.
a word universally intertwined in our bones
pulsing through our spirits and sidewalks.
a word hidden in the most common places
in coffee shops
On the streets
On our fingertips
Burning up in our eardrums.

We feel it creeping, searching for
a place to stay
I found a home in you
like a message in a bottle discovered you
saw you as the only piece that I was missing.

You are the hope God made fit to exist
the peace that rests in my chest
the silence that never makes me uncomfortable
my four letter word labyrinth.

This poem is about: 
Me
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