—YOU KNOW I’LL BE THINKING ABOUT THAT

 

I also meant 

to tell you 

that I love 

the way 

you love 

even when 

you don’t 

realize that 

I realize what 

you’re doing 

bringing up 

the sunrise 

each day in 

spades of mauve 

and amber each 

strand a hand 

I can hold onto 

until tomorrow

 comes around and 

saves me again