Fragile an broken
Unwilling to trust
Exposed an weakened
Yet for more lusts
Retreats into shelter
Finally at peace
A gentle word coaxes
Stemmed not from sympathy
Hesitant, steps out
Caution warns
Gazes at you
So forlorn
Desires to dart away
Allows tender hands to hold
Winces at contact
But discovers wounds are old
Moon waxes and wanes
A bond is formed
Broken wings heal
A new wish storms
Prepares to try
Feeling tentative
Out of practice
With skills instinctive
Wings outstretched
Discards fear
Soars through doubts
Yearns for here
Remembers your nocturne
A new talent taught
Flies and returns
To sing for you a song
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Learning to trust, learning to fly, learning to love again.