I want to see the Real You

I want to see you
stripped bare
of the many masks
you wear,
when I can see
the shine within
that lies buried
in the sanctum.

I want to see you
look in my eye
and speak
with your heart,
not with your smile,
when I can feel
the throb, the pain,
that trickles inside
through your veins.

I want to see you
in the silent space
that connects
our souls, our cells
and our grace,
when I can be
just another you,
in the mirror we hold
to each other, true.

I want to see you
stand in the fire,
setting flame
to your desire,
when I know
that you love
beyond all that is,
the embers speak
of what is real.