Is there any satisfaction
That matches the meaningful and painstaking
Pulling back of layers that leads
To the revelation of you?
It is not a process meant for the boorish
Or those too quick to savor
Each level of experience that
Created the wholeness.
Gentle artistic lifting of the veil
We all use to conceal the truths
That are cemented into the foundation of
The house we all construct for ourselves.
In the muted half-breath of discovery
When the heart pauses in recognition
Of an experience and value in common,
I uncover myself in you.