Changeling

You are so close to me
I could reach out and touch you
Sitting in my orbit
I could reach out and kiss you
I notice you
the curl of your lip as you smile obligingly
indulging me
We dance around each other
not close enough

(I remember the surprising softness of your lips)

You fill my thoughts,
my idle moments,
slipping in and out of daydreams.
I don't remember letting you in.

I want you yet I don't (want you to want me)

You are with me in the joy, the swiftness,
the cold and the brightness,
darkening the sadness of loss like a shadow tracing mine.
We could shine brightly
(and yet I hold back)