…..I love you
But I do, my dear
Home late, cold
Half a moment
Into your hoping eyes
We eat and sleep
Wrapped in worry
Too tightly to talk
Curled in reverse
On cold sheets
Waiting for sleep
To fetch us
The Miracle of This Being Here
…..I love you
But I do, my dear
Home late, cold
Half a moment
Into your hoping eyes
We eat and sleep
Wrapped in worry
Too tightly to talk
Curled in reverse
On cold sheets
Waiting for sleep
To fetch us