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| ©️Hannah Buckman |
The thrill and relief at a new beginning
Just like the shock of some new meaning
Fills you with wholesome expectation
With more than a hint of trepidation.
Is it true, can it be real?
Did you miss something in all the zeal?
Do you rush in and stumble,
Or hesitate and fumble?
Just as a flower blooming draws in water
Love’s first dawn invites you to the slaughter.
The prize just over the horizon
Requires you to charge forward like a bison.
The embrace is so much comfort
Like a castle, or sight of that long sought fort.
Calories may come and go
But the ring of your laugh gives such a glow.
You don’t have to be sure or perfect
Just have faith in cause and effect.
Be it a fitfully uncomfortable sleep
Or pottering up hills too steep;
All it takes is an afternoon kiss
That’s bliss that just can’t miss.
The feathery touch to release the valve
The gentle whisper the perfect salve.
