so I wrap my legs in unfamiliar sheets
and note how they feel the same
a plummeting vulnerability
a parting lip
taste the uncertainty
salty and sure
You are more real than I am capable of
dare me to open
You read me so well
like an old love letter worn from persistent eyes
I wonder if anything can truly endure
I see this as fleeting as a handprint on a cold window
I hear my doubts in your voice
I think of the naivety in feelings
I wonder how we got here
How I got here
Contemplate the past
when I'd look into his eyes
I didn't know how to love
but I knew how to look in love
I don't want this for you
for us
Your soft and your wise
a child's blanket
Secure and accepting
It's to late to untaste your hunger and my need
can you fall without guarantee
can you hold without arms
can you wait without time
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