I don't want to run and there may be nothing left to hide
Draw the lines, but keep me on your side

unspoken

It's not you or me
but, Love, here
I recognize it because it calls out to me
Love knows who we are

and where we go
when we think the sun ain't shining

Our hearts wrap tightly around each other
In the night, with miles to go and all the world between us
They sing lullabies made from the casualties of war, songs with words we have long since forgotten

Centuries passing through our fingers, time undulates between our toes
We stretch and pull and wonder at how elastic the heart, how dense we really are
Reaching out, expecting to pass right through this incongruent existence

But here, you are, again
Called by your secret name, you wake in this world
Startled to find you are not as alone as you supposed

You, help me break into my heart;
I have misplaced the key

I tried to tell you write, but all the words got in the way.

"Who are you?"
The only correct answer is for you to show me your face, look me in the eyes.

Don't worry about courage; love will not fail you.
It does what you need, not what I want.
I suppose; I wonder; I wing it.
We swear we don't believe in fate. But, it has its own ideas.

You are there; I am not. But, I'm here when you need me.
We can skip the words until they're ready to spill on their own. Until then, just touch me.