And we were riding, sitting, side by
side, heavy hearts nestled in our laps, cuddled close.
My head leaning into the open window
warm salty air bristling through my hair
rolling of houses, palm trees, brown greenness,
all steadily streaming by.
In this moment I became bold, blushing
I looked at you, your midnight eyes, occupied and
content stood facing me, your entirety
breathing its quiet serenity. Inhaling,
my hand traveled the width of my
leg, onto yours and
I asked you,
How is it possible, to feel so
vulnerable, so yellow and without strength, to
smell the dependence on your shoulder,
to face the subtle profoundness of my place,
placed in your palm, open wide, and
to know that all is rightly burdened,
What is this?
The smile spread like waves and he
pulled me into to him, his arms hiding my fear,
his warmth beckoning me to his home,
completing a loss or concern or hope.
And so simply he said,
It is because you need me.