loving to linger inside you
staring down my eyes fail to see the depths of the water, i cannot see the bottom of this well, nor can i see whats lurks in it. she climbs these walls at night, i see her do it. fingertips pressed firmly into the stones, bleeding fingers slip, but she slowly climbs anyway. each night she wanders around in the dark calling silenty out for help. i hide under the trees and watch with slowly moving eyes, afraid that she might see me. so i lay on the grass my cheek laying on a bed of clover and stare as she circles the yard... i want to whisper in her ear that its okay to stay in the dark. she does not need to linger... if he is indeed gone, then loose yourself to the darkness. stay where the familiar fears and pain are ever present, but wont become stronger. that is what i wish i could whisper in her ear and tell her this, but i fear she is past hearing me