I lean on his shoulder when
I am down. By warming me up he

Calms me. “I’m sorry” I said,
But I’m told not to worry. He

Tells me I am loved,
That all he needs is me

And I couldn’t ask for more than his
Caring self, or the sweet words from his mouth

That picks me up from my lows. Was
There ever a time as enjoyable as this? Even a

Small moment I may have forgotten? I’m being straight
When I say that I can’t fit my joy in this line.