Will you let me see the cracks in your paint
if I choose you to be my love?
will you let me see the softness
the vulnerable part of you that only your mother knows exists
will you let me see the holes in your armour, the
peeling paint
darling
the calloused hands are a sign of manliness to me
but you
you must show me your human-ness
show me your tears
the
holes in your armour, and cracks in the paint from the years of rain that falls
upon you
will you let me see the weathered you
the you that has been aged with the salt and the sea
with the wind and rain
lover, are there parts of you that you hide?
show me these parts of you
show me
show me the layers of you
show me the scary parts of you
I want to know the scary parts of you that no one else knows
I want to venture into your haunted house
show me your painted walls with peeling paint
show me the holes in your armour
so I can show you my armour
so I can show you holes in mine
and reveal the demons that hide behind my brown eyes