"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

***A Quote From The Velveteen Rabbit



the thick, humid weight of your words
and the static crack of your voice
what?..stop!..wait...what was that i just heard
in the overly deliberate annunciation of your mumblings
heavily sauced, wavering in and out of audibility 
strain to hear, comprehend, ears now ringing 
tears like dewdrops sliding down petals of a flower
forge southbound over blushing fleshy hills 
little sparkling rivers, fed of a sudden spring shower
my spirit trembling, biting back sobs i can't be rid of
my soul understood your words, i heard from within
your child voice..along with mine...."i just want to be loved"
i want to comfort you..stand by you..witness and honor you
it's the one surviving constant through life's changes of heart
our love is all that remains, binding soulmates through and true


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