True

Being vulnerable is like

Going through a dark hallway 

Where the walk path is very narrow 

Wandering into the woods

At midnight

Getting lost 

In an abandoned building

Seeing yourself

While not being able to move

Being vulnerable 

To someone else

I dropped the armor

The play of masculinity

The charades of toughness

It shed

Much like a snake

Real with you

You made it easy

Every word

Held onto 

With the touch of a new parent

Coddled and cared for

You cracked the code

And like a opened

Air tight sealed 

Giant package

I found a release

A sigh of ease

You meant the world

And you meant the stars

You made me comfortable

With me

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