Closed

Some simply fear being open enough to give in real life.

Closed

You speak in cat's cradles

so as to ensnare me

in the bonds of desire,

and yet leave me tongue tied.

Then you hold up

the mirror of deception,

pointing a beautiful,

tender and innocent finger

at the cracks.

You tell me I made them;

caused the seismic impact

that shattered the glass.

But I see through

the steamy glazing now.

I know the dread in you,

the fear of plummeting,

of free falling into a place

where eyes meet

where skin touches skin

and you must

give yourself completely.

 

09/10/17

Reviews

[ROXANE DORSEY]

fear of plummeting, of free falling. I hate heights. this is a good one. thank you for sharing.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks for your reading and comment Roxane.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess i have usually gone the other way..opening up...and it has been a bit dangerous at times...but don't know another way to be...
i have to free fall---or i would stagnate.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Me too Jacob, wear my heart on my sleeve. many thanks for commenting.