Friday, September 16, 2011

nothing ventured ~ written April 9, 2009

If you were less
to me
I would take you in,
lay it all bare
and hold tight

But as it is
I keep a reserve
revealing only fragments.
Any more
and I will not get all of me back

Besides, this sweetness
when eyes meet
and the sharpness
in turning away
do seem risk enough

And yet, while tucked away,
both brutal and lovely parts
are each only half
what they could be
if you were less to me,
or if I were more

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