The fear set in as it always did

A slow, trodding march of remembered feelings

and ghosts of the past.

What was left here waiting for me,

and what was worth wanting?

 

I had spent the weeks inhaling you and

I was beginning to forget where I began

and ended,

and was that not what we all wanted?

 

We took turns melting pieces of ourselves,

bones and souls,

until we were more than before.

 

Emergence came and so did we,

we were delivered

and awake

and new.

 

The fear arrived just long enough to be

swallowed by the love.