I Wonder

I read your email and smile,
wondering if this is the start of something
worth getting breathless about.
There have been so many fits and starts,
misplaced hopes, disappointed dreams.
Will we make it past the place where I
start to feel caged, and begin looking for
excuses and ways to extricate myself.

How much of myself do I want to share,
knowing that I may come to regret whispered
disclosures and confidences.
How near will you get before I start getting
nervous and inaccessible?
Is it possible to let someone get close enough
to hold my heart without us both getting bruised?