8-29-93 reach

8/29/93

 reach

I’ve never felt this one before
Not exactly
You’ve been gone before;
You’ve been hurt before;
But not like this…

I hope you can feel the length of my arms

Holding you

The warmth of my breath

Whispering to you

The sheer force of my heart offering
To protect you from the storm.

And I hope you checked your messages
For my moment of roadside eloquence
Nothing purer ever dripped from my lips
Into a pay phone behind a restaurant you’d never eat at

I’ll have you, warts and all
You’re not the monster you think you are
Hurry home
Love has been here all along
Hurry home.