wrapped up

all wrapped up
hard to breath
open the doors
see what's beneath
reaching out
drawing in
gaze of eyes
touch of skin
don't hold your breath
just let it go
how will you know
watch the ride
it's part of it all
sometimes you stand
sometimes you fall
but it's that ride
not the destination
that we're after
after all
the thrill
the pill
that's scary to swallow
take a hand
walk into tomorrow

1 comment:

Ms. Moon said...

You did exactly what I talked about today- you wrote what this moment, this very moment, is holding for you.