One Saturday in November
One Saturday in November
I leave the protection
Of these walls,
To prove
I am master of my feelings.
A way of reaching out,
A way to test the hopes I buried,
For fear they would get the better of me.
As I step outside,
Out onto the icy streets,
I shiver and I make my way to you,
Wrapped in wool.
Wrapped in denial.
I see you and I know I am doomed,
And the presumption
That my mind could have any sway
Over this strength of feeling
Is undone.
In this moment
I know from my very core,
From the part of me that exists
Beyond reason,
Beyond time,
Beyond space,
Beyond words,
That I'm yours.
I'm sunk.
Do with me what you will.
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