By Sariah Daine

Come… I will tilt my head.
Slip your words into my eager ear
I’ve been waiting for your truth.

Share with metered rhetoric
Iambic pentameter
Haiku
Or even prose will do…

Just let me in.
Let me see the you
that bleeds and laughs and loves.

I am your witness here…
On the other side of your careful words.
Be not afraid.
I will not shun or disregard.

I will take the little glimpse of you and
Hold it here,
Between my head and heart.

Here, where my own measured words will speak to you.
And if it comes, the day
When our mouths no longer speak
Or ears no longer hear…

Well, reach for me and take
My hand.

July 12, 2012