If I give
Love expect it
To arrive without
A return address
If it doesn’t
Fall upon you
It shall fall
Upon another needing
It but please
Know that it’s
Addressed to you
If I give
Love expect it
To arrive without
A return address
If it doesn’t
Fall upon you
It shall fall
Upon another needing
It but please
Know that it’s
Addressed to you
And then right
There with steam
Flowing from ears
Like a kettle
On the boil
You made me
Laugh and what
Started as heat
Turned to the
Sweet steeped tea
Of just us
We are but
Trees in forest
Some will fall
By ax others
By saw some
By winds and
Some by pests
Until then we
Give shade air
And beauty homes
To creatures big
And small until
Our day comes
To go and
Make room for
All the others
Just know that
When you sleep
I am with
You and always
You have no idea
What I see
When you’re asleep
I see you
Unblemished how I
Want you to
Be this pure
Thing that I
Want to admire
And yet the
Closest that I
Get to you
Is in sleep