when he walks he leaves you with an imprint
a footprint
and several handprints
that can be seen along the curve of your back
and the shape they take is
barely recognizable to you
when you dream he isn't there
there is another
one whose potential has grown to an ideal form
and he haunts you in ways i think he knows
but can't quite share with you in person
there was a time when i heard it in his voice
captured in time for a few stolen moments
and when you listen to him i think you hear it too
when you listen to him i think a part of you
flies away to be with the part of him he gave you
years ago
and in some other world lost in space
the two of you are holding hands
and nothing is greater than your love

in the present moment though
you are stamped with with footprints
and handprints and fingerprints
that mark his territory
you have become one i no longer know completely
though in truth you always had something to hide
we stand on separate sides of the same dream
and we both want more than we know how to get
and we both need more than the other can give
in times like these we collapse inside ourselves
and the part we show the world has one expression
one kind of face
we speak in static tones
and hide the part of ourselves we barely know