We're so careful.

Before you look away it all makes sense. 

The corners touch the sides

the breeze dance on tides

and our eyes meet in recognition.

Then you look away and loose the grip on what we are.

We're so careful.

You hate greedy love

the hands that came for claim 

you deserve gentle.

away from all the hands that carved you into shapes.

You apologize for straying from the lines

for your soft edges and running mind.

I catch your apologies on the pads of my fingers and slip them back through your lips

you're not use to this

not use to patient love

no pull to keep you tangled up 

no push to shut you up-

shut you down.

We look nothing like our hunters.

so soft

so honest

so gentle.

We're so careful.