Want to be out there
With you
But I’m here
A dim spark in the dark
Should your message appear
On my phone
In a text
But you’re busy I guess
And however impossibly
Cryptic it gets
Just rejoice in your voice
As if reading it
To me
In nearing depletion
Its songs would renew me
Imbue with tranquility
Peace in the fading
Beside you
As some kind of conflict
Is waiting
To enter the fray
Pulling us away
Nightly
In spite of
Reciting it
Slightly more
Lightly