If only I could spend time with people who want to undress these drapes I've been hanging up all around my room -- someone to sit with me and listen until the walls of my being are bare. If only someone would reach out to me and make me feel like a worthwhile discovery. Still I withstand the pain of ever-outstretched arms, hands, and fingers, hoping to feel the warmth of another's heart that is aching to touch mine too.

















