Open the door
Don't stand there in the hallway
Don't let anyone see
Your heart split open and dripping
Like the drops of rain drip from your hair
Your coat
Your eyes
You are the Sun to my Moon
You are cardinal red
Passion, and Fire
You are the giver of life
I am the receiver
I am Mutable Earth
I am blue and cold
Without you
I lay beneath you and am filled
I am graced by your love
Your lust in the night
I am submissive to your dominance
I do as I am told
I live for only you
Because of you
I sit and I wait
And I pray not to be forgotten
I pray that your eyes are not caught
By a pretty smile
Flashing eyes
Red lips and a promise
I have no right to your love
I have no claim on you
No shoulder to cry on
Should you leave me
My love for you is overwhelming
All consuming
So I sit and wait
Please, Brother,
Open the door and return to me
And this secret, beautiful world
We have created.
I hear your keys rattle in the lock
I am on my feet
Away from the window
Away from heartbreak and loneliness
The door opens
You step inside and shake the rain off
The door closes
And I am in your arms
Kissing you
You break the kiss and shrug out of your wet coat
"Hey, Al. Dinner smells good."
"Get out of those wet clothes, Brother, before you catch a chill"
You stood out in the hall a little longer today
Every day a little longer
As if you had been deciding.
Wether or not to come in
Weather or not you still wanted me
Still loved me
You come out of the bedroom
In dry clothes and a towel over your head
"There's a letter from Winry on the table." I say
"Why didn't you open it?"
"Because it's addressed to you."
"Bah!"
You sit down at the kitchen table
Pull me into your lap and kiss my ear
Reach for your glasses
And read her letter out loud
Punctuating it with kisses on my cheek
My ear and in my hair.
She wants you to come home
She uses the excuse of wanting to check your automail
She says she misses you
That she cares about you
She loves you
My muscles tense
I am, once again, afraid.
You'll go to her
And you won't come back
Or, worse, return with a wife.
I look away
At the wall.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
Your voice is soft
Your breath tickles my ear.
I try to get up
Get away
I know I can't compete
Not with her.
Not with anyone
"You're jealous!"
You grin at me
And laugh
I feel my lower lip tremble
And I pull away
Back away from you.
"Come back here."
You order me
Like you do the soldiers
And grab my wrist.
"Are you going?" I ask.
You stand and pull me close.
We fit together so perfectly
Your arms wrap around my shoulders
"Maybe we'll go next month when I have leave."
Your arms tighten and I listen to your heartbeat.
You sigh into my hair, " I should have a talk with her."
You turn and take two plates from the cabinet
Set them on the table
Two forks, two knives
Two glasses
And a bottle of wine.
As you pour the wine you smile,
"Let's go somewhere tomorrow. I've got the day off and some money left. We haven't been out together for a while."
I set the meal on the table, "Okay.".
You sit in your place opposite mine, "Yeah?"
"Yeah."