Love Poem: Bitte? (Please?)

Bitte? (Please?)

BITTE? (PLEASE?)

Bitte?
waiting
shutting door
turning lock
footsteps
secret light
attached I am
addicted I am
Random moments
of
soul exchange
mercurial is your right
Bitte...
I wait
to pretend
that this is pretend
slither beside you
wrapped limbs
Bitte!
Created a fortress
I know
my shadows
but that is no excuse
for your shadows
fatigued
from losing faith
yet, I still skipped home
bitte.
To 
hope
that you would take advantage
of my open wounds.
Bitte, bitte, bitte...
I wonder
when 
it is my door that shuts
and the key clicks
you 
think the same
like-minded fools
I hope
or is it fast relief?
my fears run deep
like the cold waters 
you dip your legs in
to find your prize
beneath the Norway sky
that has captured your fancy
Please...bitte bitte bitte
remove 
shatter
the distance
between the hall
that creaks
beneath your footsteps
I would leap the distance
to hide beneath your sheets
Oh Bitte!
to fall into your world
bitte
fall into mine
Bitte! Bitte! Bitte!
to find another world
where 
breakfast is on the kitchen table
talks of Focault, Kant, and Picasso
midnight hours 
are few and far between
Bitte?
Morning light
at 3 a.m.
existence
alone
means two
Return to the night
Bitte...bitte...bitte