So long I have waited.
Waited and Guarded.
Not daring to let my watch down.
But now you have come,
to unravel my defenses.
If only you knew how your words affect me.
They unlock the floodgates of my emotions.
I fight the tumult of my feelings-
Hold back! Let go!
I am afraid but . . . I want to be swept away.
I long to let go my hold,
and allow myself to be carried away,
on a flood of feeling.
I am afraid yet . . . I yearn to ride the waves of passion.
I hold back.
Attempt to stand against the undertow.
But the dam is breaking;
the stones I have built are crumbling away.
Your words wash over me,
threatening to carry me away with the tide.
Deep inside I long to give into the flood that sweeps over me,
threatening to tear away my last restraint.
I long to ride the current along,
caught up in the moment,
forgetting all yesterdays and tomorrows.
I desire to embrace the waters around me,
immerse myself fully,
and drown in the freedom of a soul unleashed.
Drown with you.
My heart rebels against my better judgment.
It aches to swim alongside another,
matching you stroke for stroke,
reveling in its freedom,
floating on the tide.
I crave to swim this sea of fortune,
or else sink knowing that I finally dared set sail.
I want to return your passion,
but fear the strength of mine released.
If I let loose the waters of my soul,
I may never be able to stop the flood.
. . . Shall I dare to let another see the true depths of my soul,
allow someone else to touch this grieving heart,
let the wingtips of my caged spirit stretch out to brush those of another . . .