I’m not the one 
that you’re afraid of 
oh I know that 
you want to make 
it me because it’s 
easier than admitting who
but we both know 
that it truly isn’t 
and until you do 
finally admit just who
you will never ever 
let me get any
closer to you than 
over here at arms 
length close enough to 
touch not to hold 

And then it happens 
poof not like lightning 
or even like thunder 
more like summer’s invisible 
spiders webs hanging quietly 
there in front of 
you walking thoroughly unaware 
until you get tangled 
or like a feather 
or like a leaf
floating down from nowhere 
and then suddenly being 
somewhere delicately upon you 
This thing that happens 
just like that always 
like that and never 
ever any other way 
is the one thing 
that you were always
certain wouldn’t ever happen 
and yet just did

The world has lost 
its innocence having once 
been there unaware there
Funny how that is 
things there are only 
ever noticed once they’re 
gone but never seen 
once they are there 
It’s almost like life 
is only recognizable in 
the rear view mirrors 
and in our hindsight 
long past due and 
much too late to 
do anything to keep 
and now must lose