I hate that you told me we share an ocean
With every crashing
You are here.
I want to escape (do i really?)
But I have nowhere to hide (bet i could find a place if i tried)
I opened my eyes this mornng
And it was you, Love (smiling, talking, dancing)
who greeted me
in a roaring surf.
last night as I tossed and turned
it was You (sweet creative angel) who sang me
ever so gently
with my childhood lullabies
in each melodious wave
oh Love, yes, You Love (the one who makes me laugh and sigh and cry)
Why oh why
did you crash on my door
so quietly (i swear i didn’t make a peep)
had my head (quite intentionally)
under the duvet?