Unthaw. (stream of consciousness Saturday)

Scoop me up into tender arms and hold me tightly
until every inch of my body knows that here,
I’m safe from harm
until my heart understands that with you,
it’s okay for me to unthaw.

//Hanna

(This poem is in responce to Linda G. Hill’s stream of consciousness Saturday prompt “oop” where whatever we end up writing needs to involve a word with the “oop” sound in it.)

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