A Beginning
Maybe some day
My pen will open up to let you in
My thoughts of love
My thoughts of blackness in terrible times
Dreaming of love, that tender touch
The warmth of the hand gliding across my chest
Those soft lips pressed so gently on top of mine
I feel that someone is staring at me
Not from a far
Someone close to me
I feel a beginning
Ever so small it may be
It’s better than one of emotional torment
The pain from that is enormous
Feelings colliding
The warmth of belonging
A beginning
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