The Door

I let you come in
this time.
I let you feel me
from the inside out.
I let you know me
even though
my trusted instincts
advised against it.
I watched you watch me,
taking me in
& memorizing all my parts.
Your interest
is interesting
& how could I
be expected to resist.

I let you come in
this time,
exploring all my
secret spaces
& allowing you
to see where I hide.
Odds are
I'll regret it,
but I believe
it's been written:

Every wall
has to have a door
somewhere.

And I think
you've found mine.