For Elya.

For Elya.

A Shadowed Embrace
In the hush of twilight, where doubts still linger,
A touch so tender, a hesitant finger,
We dance with shadows, love's fragile flame,
Trying to mend the cracks, to whisper a name.
The whispers of "what if" still echo in the air,
A melody of fear, a burden we share,
But in your gaze, a glimmer of trust,
A promise to heal, a vow not to rust.
Each step forward, a leap of faith we take,
The past still lingers, a haunting mistake,
Yet, hand in hand, we navigate the night,
Seeking solace in love's guiding light.
The scars may remain, a visible trace,
But love's resilience finds a gentler space,
With every shared breath, a silent plea,
To let go of the past, and simply be free.
For love is a bridge, spanning the chasm wide,
Where doubts may linger, but trust can reside,
And in the warmth of your embrace, I see,
A love that's willing to heal, to finally be. ~LArry