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 ©2000 ~ All Rights Reserved