You Let Me In

My arms
Suddenly empty
And lonely

Need you
To fill the hole
Inside me.

You know
The way of the wind
In the night—
The desolate alleys
My pain takes.

You know I understand
The shadings of your soul

The same way I know
The dark tincture of rain.

But maybe I need
To say it again:

I don't want flawless;

If I did

I’d have these bare walls

Perfect and empty.

So don’t hang back

Uncertainly;

I want your soul

Trapped

In the amber of your skin.

And to be able some day

To say

It rained—

And I stayed,

Not because you were

Flawless,

Or without sin...

But were finally willing

To let me in.