Me

i close my eyes,
and
there
you are:
eyes
widely curious
and trusting.

alone again with
you, so naturally
i want to flee.

you know me
so well.
if only i could
open
myself to know you too,
we could,
we would….

but,
instead,
i open my eyes, again,
and i read,
or i write,
or i stare at the air.

I
‘m
not
ready
to
receive my
love from
you.

but thank you,
for being
here,

with me.