oh g-d, where?

Here I am. Where are you? Should I open up first so you will feel more comfortable yourself?

Your silence is my answer. Okay, so here I am losing part of myself on a couch in a town that appreciates a room full of things upon things. Where did all the words go? Why do you forget about all of those words stored up so deep inside of you? Theyve been fermenting all these years, Im sure they are ready to be devoured, devoured by another soul that is trust worthy, wont judge you and will leave you with a hug that touches your toes.

Keeping my mouth shut and sealed is easy for me as long as I have you by my side. I can confide in you and hide in you, so far I can go inside you, be drenched by you, be consumed by your love. My mouth stays shut and my self locked up to everyone else but you?

Can I tell you my secrets and than whisper me your own? Maybe even shout them, secrets only know boundaries when they are whispered. The answer to this question is clearly a no. We cannot connect because I already have my gatekeeper whose ear stays close to my side.

What is truth if light is never breathed unto it?