between (my photos)

I want to be

between your cycles

of ups and downs,

somewhere neutral

with arms outspread

grasping tightly 

helping you to

keep it all together

I want to be

between the distance

from here to there,

somewhere irrelevant

to the outside world

our secrecy, our garden

behind our walls of

evergreens and pretty violets

I want to be

between your legs

with lust and love,

somewhere everywhere

from outside to within

as dashes and dots

and bold exclamation points

extract your pronunciations

I want to be

between your heart and head

providing certainty,

joining logic and emotion

in a stronger bond

and allowing clarity

through the thickened clog

of swelling indecisiveness