Break Me Wide Open

Go ahead! Break me wide open spread me out thin Thin...as the dough beneath the well dusted rolling pin Slender my edges and refine my rounded shape push me away from you with each forceful roll extend me in our mutual exertion to define it Yes...do straighten me slowly carefully gently lovingly...this time as the white page spread beneath the 17th century palm in hopeful contemplation Indeed serious intent born of the preciousness of the white page alone Can you feel the writer catching his breath with which to begin Yes I FEEL YOU catching yours just now In brave... bravest planned intent So... this time break me wide But also.... then true The confession after the lie that has lain between us for years in good stead As the little perfect pale egg in your bowl on any given Saturday morning with a single sudden tap just a brisk strike ...spoken from bowed head and with averted eyes that you will insist on bringing round to meet mine Lest I find weakness in your delivery and once more deny you this Go ahead...try to write out the final passages of this our tall and long tale You may use an ink well if you wish and a quill If it will add romance...ambiance nuance But first you will need to erase...the expression on your face when you last saw me for the first Your face filled with the sudden sunlight of your own unencumbered sunrise breaking wide open across your tired sky at the first crest of my visage embrace With pupils dilating and grin spread vista wide across yours only breathtaking gorgeous lined face Go ahead mine truest love Break me wide open for the sky that I can love the world in perfection Before I die