Thursday, June 24, 2010

who's first

Nothing can compare
to the way you strip me bare.
I am transparent,
tortured and torn,
for through your words
I was reborn,
and now I wait and watch,
while you do the same,
playing this game,
wondering who
between us two,
will be the first to fall,
the first to call,
the first to reach
to crawl, beseech.
I suppose it’s not
much of a mystery
considering torrid history
providing obvious indication,
(overlooking my vacillation)
that the first to reach,
to crawl, beseech,
will probably
be me.

4 comments:

Shadow said...

is this how we outgrow one another?

Athena said...

interesting point shadow. Thanks for commenting. :-)

Abigail Pearl Pope said...

Amazingly beautiful, in composition and content. I love it.

Athena said...

Thank you Abigail!