To see and not be seen
To feel and not be felt
are two things you warned me of
every night as I fell asleep
So I watched behind closed doors
and imagined what it would feel like
To see and finally be seen
To feel and have someone feel
every inch of my being
all the good that’s in me
even the scars still tender
if one dared to come near
I flinch
as the thought crosses my mind
For I know what is to come
if something like that were to be
So I close my eyes
slowly pulling away
While my brain replays
your lovely warnings
Be careful, my dear
you come, closer
Their looks can slice you open
you lick your teeth, slowly
And their touch poison your soul
I feel my cheeks, burn
So why not stay by my side
you tip my face, up
And I shall always be your guide
as you bring yours, closer
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