Set Fear on Fire

Hands hold firm on mine

my past nature entails

fear loving again.

 

My heart forgives all

My brain forgave none

Lest I feel again,

I feared I'd come undone

 

Your hands hold firm on mine

my present nature entails

fear loving again

Your arms hold me close

I love loving again

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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