Soaked to the skin
A glimpse of the body
My soul resides in
A window to the mind
I don't just write words
I live them

I saw the whole of the inside of you from the hole in your side.
I stood beside and watched you fight
Hand in hand side by side
I wanted my insides to show
On the outside
Too many downsides making up for the upsides
Everything turned upside down
My insides had turned inside out
Did my pain on the outside show
Your pain on the inside
I saw the whole of you from the hole in your side
I've let you see the other side of me
The whole of me.
That is the upside to the downside of the hole in your side.

Hug big...hug good
I know you'd hug me everyday if you could
I missed our hug
Whole body hug
A not just anybody hug
A somebody loved hug
A wide open hug
A tops of your fingers to my toes hug
I needed a hug
I missed your hug
I would hug you everyday if I could.

I would like to hang up my tired weary muscles and skin
I would pick out my 1983 coat from the wardrobe of yesterday
Take comfort in the carefree newness of a different life about to begin
The buttons badges of honour left by childhood scrapes and bruises
The pattern symbolising lessons learnt and wise words given
The collar my shelter from the rain of pain and the clouds of self doubt
The hem would allow some growing room but be tidy and protective of my raw edges
The colour bright and cheerful representing hope and possibility
I'd forgotten how well it fits...my wonderful coat called my fifteen year old self.

I could pour your smile in my tea
Stir in your laugh
Add that sparkle from your eye
Sprinkle on a dash of your humility
Clink China cups...raise a toast to you and me
Oh my...what a perfect start to my day
That would be.

By the light of a sequinned moon
She had forgotten to remember
All the stars in her eyes danced to a different tune
Her feet stepped in time to the beat of her heart
Her tears dripped on the ground he walked on
Splashing then evaporating testing and informing
Candy floss clouds could no longer sweeten
Was it worth it to worship the footprints?
Her merry go round went round and round
Her memory she saw with his seesaw swing
The helter-skelter no longer sheltered
Her childhood dreams
Time to let this caged bird swim instead of sink
In the muddy puddles of his pain full eyes
And the silent words written on his skin

I want to breathe the smile back on your face
I want my skin to be the cover for your scars
I want my hands to be the help to lift you up
I want my legs to pick up your feet and run
I want my shadow to protect you from the harsh light
Your blood runs through me...I live because of you