Saturday, June 12, 2010

words together

Your the wind I can't see,
the air that I breathe.

The gravity that pulls me in,
the one who tells me I can win.

I want to stand behind your shield of steel,
telling you all the secrets of how I feel.

You stand so close beside me,
wishing you would hold me and hide me.

Wanting to show you my vulnerable side,
but here behind this sarcasm I hide.

The calm before the storm,
the one that keeps me warm.