In-Between

Nowhere in-between 

would I rather be falling 

into bliss and sitting 

in not-knowing.

If the world expects me to think,

if this is what it will be.

If I could know what you feel.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

than between soft securities 

and secrets. Broken open, 

beaten, burning 

in the afternoon sun,

the life you bleed. The hope 

and possibility you breathe, 

it allows me to dream.

For once I’d like to know 

how it ends. I promise I wouldn’t 

choose differently. I would relax 

into intertwining paths 

and fall deeper. Freedom or 

fragility, wherever it leads, 

I accept. The pain only stems 

from not knowing, yet knowing 

leads to discovery and there my lessons 

are waiting, there the choices beg doing.

Choose for me, please, will you?

Tell me, is it worth it? Tell me, will you allow it?