Holding

I hear you calling and I want to come

Run straight into the valleys of your arms and disappear there

But I know my love could fail you

Because in a clearing when the sunlight comes

Exposing all the shadows of/in our intricate behavior

I see/feel a sort of fading

We build our own unfolding

It's in the morning when the sadness comes

The tears fall down in patterns on the windows

And our shape is undone

You only wanted holding

And I let my structure fail you

You know, I watched as it unfolded

And in the image of the other hand

A needle drawing pictures in the blood that runs the valley

Your honesty engraves me

Stay the line

The pain of its derailing

And in the water

Where a mirror opens up

To show the gravity of non-repeating patterns

When no one else can hold you

Come in and then unfold

Oh the lines

I'm lying just to hold you

It's in the evening when the moonlight comes

Illuminating silver in the rivers as they fall/run into the sea

The beauty of their failure

As the tides erase their lining

There's nothing left to hold to