Regeneration
 

How easy it is

to sink back into you;

the familiar routine of two-ness,

that easy feeling of you

as if nothing ever happened!

 My heart,

soaring again

on gossamer wings;

the silent scars still healing,

as tiny buds of love

stretch their twisting new leaves to the sun.

 Inside,

cold shivers stir,

for in quiet moments

the over-powering

f e a r

creeps in;

wondering

will you slam the door shut

on my heart again,

knowing

this time

 the pain of it

could

take

 my  life.

 What a strange

and scary addiction,

this

love for you.

                                                                     

                                                                              Joyce Burns