Calling from Cologne
It’s a hunger
A pang
at times unbearable
for her soft
warm
hands
running fingers through the tufts of your hair
the ultimate comfort
and feeling of repair
when feeling broken
because of unspeakable
and unspoken
harm
and instilling of fear
done unto us
and those we hold dear
Denying this attachment bond
goes against our own biology
the needs of our cells
our neurophysiology
The primary unit
The perfect fit
It’s a hunger
A pang
at times unbearable
Be she still alive
or no longer
physically present
and even if over the years time spent together was not always rosy
It is the gifts that she has imparted to you and me
that remain
and continue to set us free
AN FRAOCH 