-------A Love That Moves Me-------
A
true love
is
the love
that
moves me
To
recollect
the
scattered pieces
of
a story I never learned
It
is
a
fist
and
the tenderness
That
breaks
a
seed
wide
open
To
face the shame,
the
self-hate and blame
that
has filled the void of longing
It
is the courage of winter
and
the joy
of
spring
The
wisdom
and
the
wonder.
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