midnight nerves of steel

i am lifted, hurricane eyes, into your sweet infatuating presence.  and like a torrent, speeding under your feet, i do my best to sweep you off balance.  you never expected my honesty, did you?  i doubt you expected me to say, why can’t we be friends?  why can’t we just let the past lie, flattened under the tornado that hurled us together in the first place and broke us apart, and start over? 

like i said (almost under my breath) sometimes you have to go backwards to move ahead in the long run.  who knows what will happen with you.  maybe autumn will bring my monsoon-weather feelings back to the surface.  but for now all i know is that respect is a thousand times more beautiful than fear.  i’m glad i had the nerve to finally say so.