Taking in a Stray

I brew tea and
Stare at glassy trees
Swaying
In rain
Like seaweed.

My arms
Suddenly empty
Need you
To fill the hole
Inside me.

You know
The way of the wind
In the night,
The desolate alleys
My soul takes—

And you know
I don't control anything
Let alone
The shadings of my sin

So maybe I need
To say it again:

I'm not flawless--
I don't expect it
From you
or want bare walls
Perfect and empty.

So don’t hang back
In uncertainty;

I want your soul
Trapped
In the amber of your skin.

So I can say some day
You stayed

Not because of rain
Or being swayed
I was
Flawless,
And without sin...

Only that you were wiling
To finally
Let me in.