I stayed up all night listening to you pour your heart out
across a million wires and 1,600 miles; Sleep begged to
take me, she pulled gently and she tugged with more force
but nothing worked. Finally, our means of communication crashed
and she won her way in a manner of speaking, dreams
came flooding in easily and pains of all kinds melted away.
Once Sleep had taken me back to my wanna be home,
my only lifelong, truly impenetrable fortress, I saw us
in a living room talking. I was leaning against the wall
you were sitting on the couch, the words were coming
smoothly and each sound made me feel more at bliss.
"I'm so glad you're finally here, Baby" and 'It's great to
be able to hold you whenever we want now" followed by
"I love you"s and "You're beautiful"s filled the room as
I sat down beside you, gently laying my head on your chest
your heartbeat was the most lovely rhythm I've heard
and that layered so delicately with your breathing - steady
and calming created the best lullaby I have ever known.
Then the others joined us and a movie came on, there were
human pillows and breathing stuffed animals. No one was alone
no matter how they felt, that's just the way our crooked little
group of love and insanity is. So this afternoon when I awoke
to the sounds of water running and the dryer coming on,
to the reality of living with a mother and teenage brother
there was still a smile not quite perfect, but beautiful enough
to put the sun to shame in your eyes. I know you're busy today
and you probably won't find this for a while, but I thought
you should know just what you do to me - even now from so far.
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