Behind your walls,
I could not see,
Whatever survived,
Whether darkness or light,
I could not tell,
Until you let me past
The barrier,
Until you let me
Step in behind your door.
Light I could finally see,
And with that,
A moment of relief,
And I took a moment
Gazing around the room,
Although looking cared for,
I caught a glimpse
That you didn’t completely trust me yet,
True, you were not opaque,
But translucent
Is all you allowed.
For behind those hazel eyes,
I couldn’t see clearly
What thoughts were turning
In your mind.
Truth and honesty
I desire most,
And when your place
Was visually downplayed
For my comfort
When you hosted,
I know you weren’t ready
To be transparent,
Just translucent,
But not opaque,
And although I hope someday
For transparency,
I thank you
For not pretending that your world
Is all open doors,
And illuminated.
Only open your doors
To those rooms you have closed off
When you’re ready for me to see
What lives behind them.
No matter darkness or light,
I will still be there.
So breathe while you still can
And show me
What you will,
Just as long as you’re never opaque with me,
Just as long as you give me
So much as a small picture,
I will give these arms
Whenever they’re needed.
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 5:56 PM UTC
Behind your walls,
I could not see,
Whatever survived,
Whether darkness or light,
I could not tell,
Until you let me past
The barrier,
Until you let me
Step in behind your door.
Light I could finally see,
And with that,
A moment of relief,
And I took a moment
Gazing around the room,
Although looking cared for,
I caught a glimpse
That you didn’t completely trust me yet,
True, you were not opaque,
But translucent
Is all you allowed.
For behind those hazel eyes,
I couldn’t see clearly
What thoughts were turning
In your mind.
Truth and honesty
I desire most,
And when your place
Was visually downplayed
For my comfort
When you hosted,
I know you weren’t ready
To be transparent,
Just translucent,
But not opaque,
And although I hope someday
For transparency,
I thank you
For not pretending that your world
Is all open doors,
And illuminated.
Only open your doors
To those rooms you have closed off
When you’re ready for me to see
What lives behind them.
No matter darkness or light,
I will still be there.
So breathe while you still can
And show me
What you will,
Just as long as you’re never opaque with me,
Just as long as you give me
So much as a small picture,
I will give these arms
Whenever they’re needed.
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