Sounds of Your Stream

It's your inside that I see outside
The outerness only an unchosen title
Should you whisper, or bark, your intentions
I'll be aware that your meaning is vital

Please train my senses; know it takes time
We'll make patience a must foundation
I'll prove that's true by honoring your space
Until you soften your fortification

I only long to prove myself worthy
To gain your willing intimacy
To have you secure in self-expression
Joyfully baring your soul to me

I long to bare mine without fear
Please contemplate this possible dream
Let's put a toe in the trickling water
My heart awaits the sounds of your stream