Dancing again. Playing a song in my head. Thinking of the ways he could lead me if he only would.
I said I wanted him to see himself through my eyes. I want him to see what I see. I want him to know what kind of man he is. What I think he is capable of and the feelings he stirs in me.
I want to give him things. I give him words if he would know they are his. But I want to give him so much more.
For him, I will let him break me. Maybe he is.
Lisa Gray 