tell me

the truth.
the real stuff.
the honesty.
tell me.

i know you can.
i know you have it in you.
i see it.
tell me.

i believe in you.
i've trusted you for all these years,
and never let go.
not once.
i've tried to cover it up,
but it's never left me:
your fragrance,
your words,
your touch.
i'm imprinted like an identity card,
and you guided me there,
just as he guided my wrist to the purple ink.

embedded i me,
perfect grain
to perfect pearl.
wave landing callously upon the shore,
as if thrown up on the sand...
and then sucked back in
by some salt craved fiend.

you are my every elipses,
and the "what if" in every sentance.
you are the promise
and the hope...
i am so sure of you.

so tell me.