Paths

you light my heart up

make my face beam 

trip up my breath in my throat

leave me dizzy with anticipation.

Yet, I feel your fear

like a knife at my heart

and I am wounded

afraid that you will cut me open

spill my insides to the ground. 

Around you my mind whirs

I am running and look to see you beside me

we are climbing through a jungle of ideas

finding meadows of contentment 

rolling in the grass of our thoughts

but judgements come 

like storm clouds

obscuring the sun 

controlling the progression of our day

as the path darkens before us

lighting torches to find a new way

my mind is a swirl of contradiction

shall I continue on this path with you

or blow this fire out?