day 10: in chrysalis, do not touch

We
got so
close so fast

and
now we’re
being pulled apart

by
hands we
can’t wrestle away

Hold
tightly dears
and don’t despair

It
seems a
lonely solidarity to

find
the path
forward amidst the

undergrowth
in the
dark but our

hands
and arms
are always linked

I
always have
you in sight