Move me

Your words move me

The ocean of my being responds

To the breath of your speech

Like waves to wind

And deep beneath my skin

The sea of my being churns

With a painful remembering

That allows me to glimpse

Some feelings I buried even deeper

Do not mention my lips

Right now my wounds are making me

Fear I may never be able to open

Fully

To the honet embrace of love

For to do so will surely only

Awaken past hurts

And yet

Isn’t a part of me ready

Now?

Isn’t a sleeping part of me

That lives hidden inside this skin

Just longing

To be

Awakened?