Walls

Baby, you make my walls
come down.  I'm out
in the open, naked.

The feelings you bring are honest.
They force me to look,
from a different perspective. To
look into my depths and see all.
The good, the bad and the beautiful.

Those walls are made of brick, they're thick.
The big bad wolf
couldn't blow them down. But you came.

My heart is paper thin, a facade
of stainless steel. So please be gentle, engage.
Be stronger, than I ever can.
Don't push too hard, be aware
I may separate sometimes, but I'm still here.

Why do we separate ourselves?
Especially from love.
From all other living beings.

As I gaze into those deep, gray eyes,
I feel the urge of the collective consciousness.
It overwhelms to tear down it's walls
and let the light in.  Let in
the love, and let, be.