Sunday, June 24, 2007
Unsure
She lies awake...awake and unsure.
Her heart is unsure...is it beating with excitement or fear...on the verge of healing or breaking?
Her hands are unsure...will they again join with his...or remain empty?
Her lips are unsure...should they part as they form a warm smile across her face...or should they remain tightly closed and tremble until they taste her salty tears?
Her eyes are unsure...will they again look deeply into his...or should they look the other way?
Her tears are unsure...should they spill onto her cheeks that they know so well...or should they wait until it is joy that releases them.
She is unsure. Should she run...continue to build up her walls? Or should she believe...and bravely let them down?
She is scared...she is unsure.
Her heart is unsure...is it beating with excitement or fear...on the verge of healing or breaking?
Her hands are unsure...will they again join with his...or remain empty?
Her lips are unsure...should they part as they form a warm smile across her face...or should they remain tightly closed and tremble until they taste her salty tears?
Her eyes are unsure...will they again look deeply into his...or should they look the other way?
Her tears are unsure...should they spill onto her cheeks that they know so well...or should they wait until it is joy that releases them.
She is unsure. Should she run...continue to build up her walls? Or should she believe...and bravely let them down?
She is scared...she is unsure.