would you throw pebbles at my window
at night
(if I had a window)
would you continue to lead
like you did
slow things down
to be present
to have me breath
you
in
I was afraid I’d turn to stone as I sat across from your question
and you knew
the right thing to say and you knew
pain
I always wanted it that way
to be lead
woman by man
to feel that way
some of all of it
to give up my stronghold
to one who knows every place to touch
would you knock softly on my door
as I stand on the other side
arms stretched against it
heart in my hands
desire burning through the keyhole
and when I let you in
would you lift me up strong
around your body
and lead me again
to the place we waited for
would you be between the two doors
waiting
not to surprise me
not to have me
but to know me
would you ask every question I can never say out loud?
would you listen to every answer
every syllable of every word
the tone
the spaces between the words
the pulse in my hand?
wonder and question
listen in every way
with your eyes
your ears
your hands
with your body
hear with your heart
your soul
know me in a million ways
multifaceted
the way mine listens for the pebbles on the window that I don’t even have
the way I leave the porch light on sometimes
the way I wrap myself around you when you’re not there
the way I lean into the door
and peek my head around the street corner
everyday
looking for your footprints
this is how I will know it’s you
-SuzyQ