Hands, fires, and hearts

Hands couldn’t be kept to ourselves

together or apart, reaching out through keyboards

and twining through years,

always finding home

in one another’s warmth.

The fighting to journey back

back to our heartspace,

chambers joined and arteries unlocked

grew too much

after struggling for such a weary while.

Our hearts attacked

and now we are left with the wreckage.

You are partially paralyzed

and I am mute.

You once said to me

that you weren’t sure we would

survive our love.

I hadn’t known it then,

how the light-giving, nurturing fire

can turn into devastating, decimating blaze

with just a change of the wind.

Thank God I know now.

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