we will rise in love

when our masks
slip away,
and we stand naked
in the light
of each night,
and each day,
when the world
opens every pore,
and touches us
to our bones,
when the heavens
beckon us to join hands,
to walk together,
yet alone,
when we give away
all our cards,
even the one
closest to our heart,
when we share
with passers by,
our grief, anger,
fears and joy,
when we never pause
to hold them,
and trade them
without a ploy,
when we awaken
to ourselves,
and see the world
beyond just us two,
then,
we will rise in love,
not fall
for me or you.