Coming Closer
I've bridged
the space between
the page and your eyes
with these words,
now they are easing
their way in,
brushing past a memory
or a feeling, still fresh
from yesterday or lingering
in the mind from years ago,
a joy or a hurt, a hollow
that has never
quite closed over.
I will rest here awhile
and reach out
to that trembling
presence that always
seems to stay hidden
in your shadows,
too afraid to draw near.
I will gather words
to slowly shape
its face into form
so that you may
recognise who it is
as it comes closer,
holding out its arms,
asking, after all this time,
to be loved.
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