The road to you beckons.
I saw you from afar
Wanting to know your edges
your angles
the length of your reach.
I went on a solo adventure
to find you;
it is still a revolutionary thing
for a woman to travel alone
It’s not that I don’t recognize the dangers,
it’s that I can’t miss out
on what scares other people
into inaction.
I never regret these moments
even if they lead to my death
because I always get to witness some kind of beauty
in or outside of myself.
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