W

Meet Me Half Way.

As I reach
Past the point
Of my own comfort
To breach
Into the gap.
Between us.
To you
Who hears
Who imbibes
The word
In litany
Listed
My own knowing
Shivers at the gamble.
I am the one.
You are the one.
Will we make three
Between us...
I and I
And a truth
Greater than either one.
©wrennie