exposure vol #1

[polarisenvy]

i could stare at his bare chest all night
rising-falling-rising-falling
his dark hair nestled
deep
onto my shoulder
as he rests
and i ramble on
the night intoxicates
like a bouquet
and i wrestle with myself
over how vulnerable
i've allowed myself to become

i've spent years erecting Imperial walls
that would make an emperor green
but even Jericho had to fall
to expose another's promised land
but pride and hubris are genetic
and i'm no mason

instead i cloak myself deep
within a field of roses
sharp briars
that do not bloom
no blossoms left in the spring
flowers do not come
after so much rainfall
and when sunlight retreats
from your presence
there is nothing
left
to
grow

exposure is not what it used to be
it means more than compromise
and trust
it means losing yourself
and gaining them
and when you've lost
in the bargain
more times than you can count
on the scars left behind
wanting to be read
is not something easily felt

but i could stare at his closed eyes
forever
until they open
and i remember
i love this man
and no ammount
of barricades
could keep that at bay
forever.