Affinity

Walking away is my favourite feeling.

Validating, reassuring, empowering.

With every step I take, our bond grows stronger

Vivid, intimate, true.

Because I know if I am in the next room

Or on the other side of the world

There is still a space for me in your group.

I could walk a thousand miles across the furthest desert

I could disappear with the click of my fingers,

And I could still return graced with looks of affirming affinity.

So when I walk away, please understand

I am not bored nor weary of the sea of navy blue,

Rather, I am floating far up high,

On drugs of validity feeding my fragile femininity.