AWAKENING

The emptiness inside of me,
Lay quiet, cold and still;
Awash with hollow hunger,
Longing to be filled.
Afraid to feel a lover's touch,
For fear my heart would break;
With trembling hands, I only looked,
At what I dare not take.

Fulfillment, just outside my grasp,
Like a wisp upon the wind;
Dancing past my fingertips,
To mock me once again.
Giving up my deepest dreams,
I let them fade away;
No dreams to dream, no hopes to hope,
Just live on day to day.

A hand slipped softly over mine,
A voice spoke in my ear;
Whispering of dreams fulfilled,
My soul had longed to hear.
As if a flower began to bloom,
Its petals open wide;
Awakening to passion,
Hidden deep inside.

The gentle touch of my lover's hand,
Penetrated to my soul;
Filling up the emptiness,
Till at last, my heart is whole.



Allison Chambers Coxsey
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