As I wander, grows the chasm
From my heart to yours
Home beckons me
But this body has been sculpted to roam
Attachments made of tenuous fiber
Beside her, they stay
An anchor to what once was
Forgiveness that you keep close
I can only but hope with me you would share
Impart to me the desire to feel
Awaken and inspire my heart to love again
I, like clay, moldable and true to the shape of your hands
Would remake myself for you
Just say the words