The Other Blog

Silence is common to us all,
We speak from the shadows,
With words polite, movements proper,
Yet no one hears intention…

We reach out and touch each other,
Who do we truly feel?
We speak of breaking down walls,
Only to fortify ourselves further

Afraid of being in the light,
We stand in the darkness, naked,
Flawed, we attempt to hide our scars -
A masquerade of character.

Serendipity has brought me to you,
From a voice unheard, I hear your words
A thousand ways can love manifest
And you’ve given me love anew

Disrobed, I see my own scars,
Unafraid, I embrace the light
I conceal my defects no more,
These imperfections make me real.

All I need now is a touch, true,
A single word, truly meant.
I am no longer afraid of being myself
To enfold you in my arms is now all I desire.