in your movements, i steal quiet moments alone with you.
you don’t see them, you rarely notice.
but i like to hide weak in your strength when i can.
because sometimes i feel. sometimes i hide soft for you to discover.
because sometimes my skin tightens for you to notice.
lips wet, eyes glisten.
muscles loose enough for you to reach right in and hold me.
in the quiet of the night, my wheels spin.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 