It's all this
wanting
needing
longing
wishing
hoping
that's confusing and curling
around my befuddled
mind as you wait patiently
in such a way I can't express my gratitude.
except – I can! I just don't know
when
where
why
or if you'd want it.
I'm not fragile...even though my skin is soft, and
my mind is hard but my heart is queasy
and I don't want it to
be smooshed under the understanding
that it was too big and full
to fit into the opening it was given.