chrysalis

In the depths of the heart's tender core,
Where emotions intertwine and explore,
There lies a tale of love's intricate art,
Of relationships, therapy, and healing's start.

In a world where souls collide and connect,
Two beings entwined, their spirits intersect,
Naked and vulnerable, they stand hand in hand,
Seeking solace in each other's promised land.

Like chrysalism, they retreat from the storm,
Creating a haven where their souls can transform,
Through therapy's embrace, wounds start to mend,
The broken pieces heal, their hearts now on the mend.

In the space of understanding, they find release,
Unveiling their fears, granting themselves peace,
With gentle words, their scars begin to fade,
Layers of anguish shed, as love takes its trade.

Yet, attachment weaves its intricate spell,
Binding them together, a tale to tell,
For love, like tendrils, entangles their souls,
Bridging the gaps, filling the empty holes.

Longing pulses within, a silent ache,
As they crave closeness, the comfort they make,
But distance becomes an unyielding divide,
Their hearts yearning, longing to coincide.

Through each trial, they learn to be strong,
To weather the tempests, admit when they're wrong,
For in vulnerability, they find their true might,
In baring their souls, they reclaim their light.

Oh, the beauty of a relationship's dance,
The journey they embark on, a cosmic chance,
Therapy and healing, their steadfast guides,
They build a sanctuary where love resides.

So let them embrace the chrysalis of change,
Knowing that in each other, they rearrange,
For in their naked truth, they become whole,
​Bound by love's power, a story to unfold.