Tuesday, October 29, 2013


You’re easy to love. You’re difficult to love.
You’re divine. You’re impossible.
You’re simple, complicated.
Comforting, confronting.
Contradictory, constant.
Your heart beats.
Your hands drum on your chest.
You draw me in.
You let me go.
Where am I in this?
I am lost in this.
I step away, to find my way back
To me
To you
as best I can.
Trust me,
and I'll even trust you.
Perhaps, I'll even trust myself,
gingerly, tenderly,
as the path unravels,
unwieldy and quiet in its way.

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