Window

I want to see you as you are,

Without society's costume.

Please, show me a clear window.

Time will shorten the gap.

Icy barriers slowly melt.

Walls, yours and mine, will weather away.

But is there enough time to fill the empty space complete?

Surrender to the warmth and security.

Our essences will intertwine and grow together.

Let this spark catch; it can blossom into a warming fire.

I think of you often; I wonder if you do the same.

I wonder what you think of me.

Am I weird?

Am I crazy?

Am I kind?

Am I safe?

Trustworthy?

What kind of trustworthy?

Will you trust me with words alone?

Or will you show me?

I trust you.

Enough to tell.

Enough to show.

But my original statement stands:

You will show me first and I will give back.

A clear window.