I

My heart aches as I think of you;

that it were possible- who knew?

For years I denied them their existance-

but the heart breaks through the mind's resistance;

now I find myself confronted;

my mind- my body- feel disjointed.

My heart stops at the memory

of your kiss that so tenderly

dismantled my walls, so carefully built,

fortified by years of guilt

and feer and loss and lessons learned;
that for so long I have not yearned.