I am restraining myself.
Tied the tiger within,
pulled forward the hooded
mask and await my revealing.

Though it be inches,
though it be seconds,
this inner face that
lies within will reveal
the beauty and horror
of self in due time.

Anticipation is not
found in revelation,
or analysis of my
feelings or my thoughts
but based solely in the
encountered moment
when his face appears
and the waiting ends...