A Slow Touch Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Slow Touch



Nothing calming touches inner fear,
it's just held there frozen.
Until it thaws and releases interiorly
with a slow touch, gently nudging and
pushing me forward.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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