wallflower wilt

When you are alone,
           be alone with me;
             speak                 freely/
        as though you
             were only talking to
                        God
                              in a mirror’s sheen.

       Tell me why, threading your fingers
             through my hair, we are so alike,
         then gently explain why we are not.
               Find the best & worst angles,
                   wrestle out my muted light.

               I cannot speak for you,
             though sometime I wish I might
              or could, but never would____
                     
–LM