The unspoken part of a conversation about not wanting to be alone (a poem)

Presented without comment (for once)…

Speak to me in hushed tones
as long as you’re here
I’ll never be alone

If I could hide with you
your warmth would heal me
and my dreams might come true

Together in this place
we have a second chance
From ashes we will rise
and here before our eyes
love will float like butterflies
and alight upon the smile on your face

Speak to me without shame
Hold me in your arms
Dance with me in your flames

(22 February 2015)