The Arrival of Spring
That which I thought would remain
cold sharp nothingness
is melting.
As you whisper in my ear
the warm breath of life flows through my body;
like the river that's been damned since the beginning of time,
It surges back to life
Flowing into the deepest parts of my heart
That I never knew existed.
Filling the hollow spaces
Of the dead life I once lived.
I live.
In my body.
In your touch;
The creation of your warmth.
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