He stepped into my darkness,
and started turning on the lights.
Then asked if all these cobwebs
were the reason for my plight.
I, with squinted eyes,
not accustomed to the glow
said, “these cobwebs are a part of me,
but I’m not ready for them to show.”
“Within them are my secrets,
I used to hide them on the shelf,
Tucked away within my mind,
I even kept them from myself”
Then I panicked at the thought,
Of another standing in this room.
So I pushed him toward the door,
And quickly ran to get the broom.
“No reason to fear,” he said,
“I have cobwebs too”
Then he grabbed my shaking hand and said,
“In fact I’ll share mine with you.”
So he showed me his collection
And it looked a lot like mine
Then he pointed out the differences
And a “No Trespassing” sign.
Suddenly he smiled,
started tearing down the wall.
“There’s no need for two
when we could share it all!”
They told me that love
would fly me away from the gloom,
but I never did feel comfort
until I shared my room with you.