Pin me down and

Pull me all the way into you;

Wrap me in the comfort of your love.

My feet are trying to run again;

My mind an escape artist,

Booking its next flight

To anywhere but here,

Anywhere but this moment.

When I’m being asked to believe

What you say of me is true.

I want to fly away from this me –

From this you –

From this chisel being used

To unearth the raw

And pure heart in me.

It is easier to flee, to push away

To say ‘no, thank you’ when

You tell me to stay.

For what, I wonder.

What is on the other side

Of this cat and mouse game?

I have never been willing to

Risk a precious breath

On the pondering of it.

But, what if-

What if my sinking

All the way into you

Is what untethers my soul

Just long enough

To catch air and rise

To the heights I was born

To stand on,

The stars I was

Designed to align?