i had one time before
seen something tragic
like a hero without a victim
like a head with out a halo
or rain without the clouds
but with you my dear
i fear the worst i have seen
is that you are not here
when you have had the day like before
and i cannot undo the pains you adorn
and i could tell it to the stars
or share it on the phone
but it isn't until yr home
that i'll show you how so
far more than once you know
we have been without our other
like a cold body needs a jacket
like a falling star without a gazer
or an autumn ground with no leaves to dress her
how you lay in want
and i too want for you
how our bodies ache for each other
and how we long to never know departure
and we could say it outloud
or over letters and prose
but it isn't until your home
that we'll show eachother how so.
