Yet now I can think of you more easily
Even to think that we could be friends
Though touch would be a fear
A fear that I might collapse into your arms
In search of all
That I have worked so hard to protect myself from
What brought me to this
It was a dream, less than a second I expectAn image of you with sparkling hair, a smile
A short nightdress
Your silken hair pushed forwards
Aching to be touched - I did not touch
To this day some fears remain
a poem from In & Out of Dream Space
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