because of desperation to stay hidden
for even the string between us
is out for auction for the world to take
to love oh how simple an act
how easy if it weren’t for the nakedness of it all
towards the door where the bright exit sign seduces
but I have learned from before
that the escape only means another closed door
each time stripping a part of me.
But I can’t help but glance back
and every time I’m surprised
through the doors and convoluted halls
and I feel that invisible string again
between us even though we are farther
and I feel your presence drenching
for I have never been more confident
that we exist for our union
for we must surrender to the doors already open
to the doors you refused to close
for you stood behind me and before me now
guiding me with your outstretched hands
as if I’m already in your arms
as if I never walked away.
To walk back on a familiar path has never been more overwhelming
I am more naked than ever
my pride having been stripped by my every step
my fear too thin a shield
and I have to remind myself
that blame has no part in this
that hate has no part in this.
As I take my steps toward you
through these pebbled grounds and dark hallways
watching you who is waiting
patiently watching me come back
a path I will never forget now
a path I won’t have to remember.