Direction Of A Spiral

Each time something new starts
It's like a whole new battle
We keep things to yourself
Yet give what we want to give

The direction of a spiral can turn
Inwards or outwards
It's never easy to tell
Where you're concerned

Lines are divided and crossed
Intermittently
And shapes turn bright
Then dark again

I close my eyes
Your's is the first face I saw
I'm glad I didn't die
Before we met

I imagine lying naked with you
Stroking your hair
And kissing your cheek
But that's just a dream