Hesitant to move closer,
afraid of being known.
Flee my soul's exposure,
insecure I stay alone.
Resisting free admission,
choked on eldest grief.
Long her affirmation,
find myself too weak.
My words escape unhindered,
'Lover please come near.'
Her steps fall in abundance,
soothing long held fear.
Am I enough a man?
the question old as me.
Held to her breast she answers,
'You were and will always be.'
To hear and know I'm wanted,
long I sought through work and sex.
In lovers arms is given,
my question finding rest.
-BH
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