Eclectic Waters

Hide and Seek

February 23rd, 2009

Stop your hiding.

He stands in the hall,

“I never counted or wanted you to disappear.”

As I timidly peek around the corner,

I see truth in his eyes.

Will I ever stop my reflex disappearing act,

that only stops when I am alone

in the dusty recesses of a closet

or with my hair touching the bottom of a bed

watching for approaching feet,

listening to my own breath.

i hope so…

but if it will not break… this reflex trick that robs me and those i love…

i hope to have the strength to choose intimacy

despite the shadows beckoning.

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