16th of April

364 days, and I wonder how

some one and 1/2 day less

than a year

could be enough...

how could it be enough

to still the yearning to gaze

into your eyes,

and trace the maze

in your head

how could it be enough

to still the hunger

to rub against your mind

and hold every ideas

you've ever had

you have no idea about

the times when in the midst

of the silence that we waged----

you really have no idea

about the times when

I wished that the sky would

just give up

give up, and let the

stars come falling, crushing,

spinning down

and never stop

yet my voice of reason

would always laugh

right out at me....

and maybe it should

but still, it would not

have mattered

if you asked

me.....

if you asked me,

to leave my usual painfully straight path,

to fix your bleeding face,

to bring you back some grace

it would not have mattered

if you asked me

if I have seen your

honor somewhere

to let me take you into my bare arms

and make you whole

to let me break the curse

and make you well

I would have done that

I could have held you altogether,

broken pieces and blasted pride

and all

if I could just break my own bubble

of fear and heal your own fears

then I could make you know

how much i  have needed you...

needed you to finally,

allow yourself to

lean

on me.