u run your fingers through my hair grip my spirit and crawl inside my soul.. causin me to reflect on how very much apart of me u..ve become in such a short space of time.. and as u ramble through the chasms of my inner self awakening sleepin emotions disturbin private resolvtions tickling touchy subjects confronting silent fears.. I feel a strange mixture of emotions my heart swell to accommodate what my divided self angrily chooses to view as an unwelcome intrusion of my intimate space.. and i..m torn.. for i realize that receivin u means yieldin to u.. bein naked to u bein vulnerable to your rejection of all that i am.. or maybe just the same.. and if by chance u accept me with all my "isms" there looms a even larger question.. am i really willin to divorce myself to become totally one with u.. or will i continue to allow my selfishness to ler fear mediate with my reasonin that it is far better to flirt with the fires of love than to consumed by the heart of it.. .