Their arms hold on to each others bodies as if forever
a grip that pulses through the pain
of the past and into the core of their being
Holding tightly, love at last sponges up the hurt
heart to heart, slowly
the warmth revivifies the frozen tears
Trusting one another, bare and raw
Space in between for the wound to breath
soft tenderness fills the opening where their souls meet
Holding the other, down to the bone, skeletol, barely alive
love gently imbues its warmth
triggering a spark of new life
Hope shines through the crack in their fragility,
they delicately embrace
taking care of this new born opening
Gently, lovingly, they move together
encompassing their grief, holding the moment in suspence
tight in each others arms they find peace
She dares to believe in him
he in his own pain, holds them both in the homely softness
of their naked bodies, breathing as one
He takes care of her in a way she has never known before
She hesitates before falling into their union
and is caught safely by her new found trust
……in him
Cathy Skipper 
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