yet again
i find myself in freefall
you hold the power to shatter me
send my sharpened edges scattering across the ground
too often i have believed that the ones i love
would continue to hold me carefully
and too often they have not
i am scared to trust that you will be different
that you will truly hold me close
without letting go
when you are asleep on my couch
wrapped around my legs
head in my lap and my fingers intertwined as much as they can be in your hair
then, it is hard to remember the fear
as my breathing aligns with yours
i cannot remember what terror gripped me before
you become light to me
and life
and love
YOU ARE READING
digital dance - poetry
Poetryyoure not alone in the way you scream at a god who hears but does not understand or care to learn
