Spin Cycle

There’s a part of me

Which tends to be emotional

Fret not, I’m still approachable

Even coachable

If words are sprinkled

With grace

The fabric which meshes

Or better yet weaves

Stretches but doesn’t bleed

Appears closed off

Yet still breathes

Opaque but if one looks closely enough

They can see the insecurity

Which rests in me

I’m both a lion and a cub

A hero and a dud

A starting guard and impatient sub

A lover who most nights, needs a hug

I’m a sinner, saved by fate

More on-time, rarely late

I tend to pause, where others burst out the gates

A vagabond trapped in this state of caring too much

We can’t expect others to be

Like the person whom we might see

When we look inside the mirror

Now if only we could mirror

And see things a bit clearer

Wipe away the grit and grime

The jaded hearts which now define

Too many we meet, at the wrong time

If only “I love you” was a sweeter refrain

I close my eyes and whisper your name

You kiss me in the darkness

And it’s a shame

That I’ve allowed myself to be hidden for so long

Turned on the light and poof

You’re gone

There’s still hope found in most love songs

I was told never to write about love

It’s something you’ll never know of

Yet, my insecurities called you by name

I was never broken

Never stretched

I gave my all

Didn’t lose my neck

Provided the best deep kisses

And gentlest pecks

Remained hopeful

When nothing else was left

Other than time

Which caused me to reflect

Within this darkness