& debate begins, tension builds
seeking in a world of not knowing
I roll over debating my mind
I reach out to touch
to mine your words
your thoughts, experiences
I do not ask, I wait.

You come with your hug tight
I love you contained in arms you wrap around
& I witness your struggle
& all that you contain
& all that you hold back
& your story pours out
& I write poetry
because poems provoke questions
as I become lost in a maze.