To Begin

Loose embrace

left me melting,

without a trace of the connection craved.

Transcending space between us.

 

so near for a moment

if only we could re-trace

the steps in the beginning.

 

No furor.

plain seeing who we once were.

 

Beyond the sheaths, the Pale

constantly changing face,

the full challenge of shame

parked bare upon our race.

 

Muddled, we tended toward

Forgetting, the reasons we were born.

Form ties, Embrace me –

Once more

 

Each person living their

celibate form of selves

Be real,

Become,

Break boundaries;

and re-form.

2 Comments

  1. Catriona Holt

    Simply Beautiful!

    • avondaleretreat

      Much appreciated, thanks Catriona. Glad you like it.

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