Weaknesses hidden,
kept from the biting light
afraid of the cracks widening
leaving all exposed in the hated blare
of vulnerability.
Guarded by fear and pride
a well-defined boundary,
what lines cannot be crossed
are strictly enforced
except for you.
Last in the mind of logic
and perhaps first in heart,
you shouldn't have and I shouldn't have
wanted you to cross those lines
and I should be sorry, but I'm not.
I trusted you because
there wasn't (and isn't) a reason not to
and unknowingly, I let you in
further than I should have,
being what we are and always will be.
But you knew the weak spots
and didn't despise me for them
as I do to myself
and you snuck past the walls
because I didn't think to guard against you.
You filled my mind with your music
and wrapped my heart in your protection
of what you rightly see as frail and scared
and too proud to admit it, but you knew
and the silent knowing let you under my skin.
Under it and upon it,
as suddenly we moved together
and no excuse the second time around
except the magnetism of two lonely hearts
seeking comfort among the chaos.
And there are few words between,
just hands and skin, and darkness
to hide the weaknesses we already know
and that don't seem to matter here
as all else overshadows them.
If I ever believed
that peace and desire could exist together
I never expected to find it in this
where it's wrong for you
and impossible for me.
And I know that I shouldn't attach myself
when I know it won't work out as I'd like
but something inside me calls out for you
because somehow you make me feel safe
as if my weaknesses are all erased.

08/11/2002

Posted on 08/11/2002
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