It took me till I was almost thirty-nine to realize
That these are
Man crushing
Lady loving
They hugging
Thighs
That we were strong, if a bit full of ourselves
That we kept some good books on these dusty old shelves
And it took me 39 years to see the perfection in your face
The lines of laughter, of worry, of your journey through time and space
The mystical wonder that hides beneath your eyelids and in the folds of your skin
The way your eyeballs see through me, and at the same time deep within
It took close to 39 years to learn what my soul really needs
A quiet existence just beneath the layer of storms and WiFi feeds
And when I look back and review
looking at all of the things we would do
Just to survive and keep going along
Just to give us a break from these sad-sad songs
I feel proud of who we were and who we are now
We made it through the shitstorm, and I’ll never know how
It took me just shy of 39 years
To release those tears
To vanquish those fears
To find comfort in the face of goodbyes
To find solace when I catch your eyes
To read the cards and the stars at the perfect time on the perfect day
To find exactly the words that I hope you’ll see, that I needed to say.
💕leah r. chatterjee
📸 Photo credit: IG: @leslie.l.angel; me in Idaho, summer of 2005
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