Shedding Skin
She visited me wearing new skin.
Finally revealing
that she was afraid to fall.
Throughout life we're all confronted
With moments like this at some point.
At first, I didn't recognize her.
Shades of her old skin peeking through.
She coiled into my arms.
Finding the warmth of my chest.
The memories that I tried to block out
Welcomed her.
No longer neurotic, but initiatic.
The skin I remember.
In search of something
I didn't readily show.
Feeling that it was too easy.
Her eyes heavy, in need of sleep.
Accustom to mistakes, she wandered.
When I realized it was her.
I hesitated.
Ready to meet her with a million
questions.
Her new skin softer, a bit warmer.
Anxious but no longer afraid.
She fell into my arms
Revealing that she's
searched for me everywhere.
Turning my dreams upside down.
"If this is the only time I am happy again." She said.
"I want to spend it sleeping in your arms."
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