Familiar Stranger

Within the arms of a trusted stranger . . .

Within the arms of a trusted stranger
A mind suceptible to subjection
A heart vulnerable to swerve
Danger divides me at the seams
As Broken promises tarnish the torch
To burn this forest down.

A simple mistake
First mine
Then yours
Either way
Shadows bend from our feet
And dance onto the wall
Disproportionate with no truth at all.

Affraid of sifting into silence
Alone but unable to comprehend your intentions
I find myself only lost within
Your inconsistencies
Your uncertainties
Where reasons are obscured
And meaning is easily lost
Among the missing pieces
Of who we are