it’s all i could think of. distractions i plead.
home. what that room might look like. what i might feel like when i look over at you. what air you breathe and how i may breathe it.
i’m just a simple girl with a simple home and simple floors and simple grass underfoot. i’m here. barefoot and thinking.
come rain or come shine, this is where i be, where you be. won’t that be fine, he reminded us. i turn off the jazz and pull on a sweater. soon, soon.
(it doesn’t take away the butterflies on this morning)
dance with me. be silly with me. give me as i give you. pull me out of the rain – and into the rain. sweet talk me when i’m grumpy. hold my heart. keep us safe.
you know what i say, what you say right back to me. it’s ours and ours alone.
oh what you do to me…