Ask me to dance.
Reach for my hand and lead me
across the floor.
Pause, then pull me close.
Closer.

Hold me like a hungry kiss
as the rhythm of my breath slows down
settling some place between your body and mine,
warm and captive, yet somehow
unshackled.

Rest your hand
on the small of my back
where your touch excites my skin
and my inhibitions become
unlaced.

Ask me to dance.

Just a small simple human,
A heart that beats, a soul that yearns,
Full of love but often meets hate,
A spirit that burns, but often learns.

I wanted to be something more,
To soar above the mundane shore,
To reach for stars, to touch the sky,
But the world seemed to pass me by.

Sharing inside fire with everyone,
A beacon of warmth, a light that's spun,
Yet shadows dance, and doubts arise,
Can you see it in my eyes?

To walk in the sand at sunset,
The hand of your loved one
Lightly gripping yours.
To feel your bare feet press
Into the beach --
Knowing you belong, perfectly
Right there
Breathing
The air that is all yours.
To stand surely in your own presence
And know
Life is for you.
Your it. You’re the reason for it.

Please God,
let me grieve.
Cut my heart out,
let it bleed.
Sew it up
in little pieces.
Leave me whole
but never completed.

Hear my screams
in silent pain.
Claw at my throat
in horror.
In vain.
Eyes are dry
yet they weep.
On cotton bedding
in my sleep.

Please, whoever,
unburden me.
Release the chains
and set me free.
Allow me peace.
Allow me rest.
Allow the grief in my chest
to flow and ebb
and score my flesh.