
I think of you
And smile,
Even if it’s been a while
You’re always awaiting
My return, when lost
And even when I feel
A bit cursed
I don’t have memory
Of your not being there,
Even in the times of my
Greatest despair
A rock, solid and caring
Never taking, only ever
Holding my hand without
Any fanfare
Trust that is deep
As the ocean, and clear
As the sky, on a very bright
And oh so sunny daytime
Love so immense,
I’d never second-guess
What’s coming, especially
When I can feel your forthcoming
Return, as if you ever left
No, that’s my confusion
At best, and,
It’s okay
To sometimes be confused
And unsure,
It happens at times, my friend
In those times, remember
This truth, if I may be so bold,
And convey this last sentiment
Joy is always there,
A part of you and I
On it we can rely
Simply look within,
And remember the feeling
Of joy when often repeating
And bring forth that joy
Thereof, which is always
Within you, my love