Feed on

We lick our wounds and wrap ourself in a protective cocoon to guard against another loss. But, sooner or later, our heart craves that closeness, that commitment, that incredible bliss.

We wrap ourselves
Within our womb
For protection from the pain;

We walk the path
Of lonely wrath,
And vow not to love again.

But then one day
There comes our way
New promise with the spring;

We forget the tears
And push back the fears
Of what new love may bring.

We take a chance
At romance
Because in our hearts we yearn

For the joy that comes
From loving someone
Who loves us in return.

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