she's guarded,
her walls are up with sirens blaring
as he pokes at the solid brick,
trying to find even the smallest crack,
just enough to slip inside.
he keeps pushing, searching
as she throws things over the walls
hoping the right secrets will get him to leave,
but he doesn't.
she pushes back at him,
tries to find his cracks first
and he opens the door instead,
continuing to push
while she walks through the open door to his soul
and little by little,
sorts through the story of his life,
starts to figure him out
at the same time that he finds her cracks
and begins to slowly open the door
sealed shut years before
untouched so long it creaks
and as the dust settles,
she stands in front of him
welcoming him inside.
