Take your time. I’m in no rush. I will show you that I am there When you need me. I’m always going to be responsive to you. If you come to me, I will always receive you. If you touch me, I will touch you back. If you kiss me all over my face, I will lean in to your mouth. If you tip my fingers, I will take your hand. Every time you call, I will answer. I will arrive each time prepared to be set free. To have you let me go, or set me adrift. I accept that this can happen. But until you send me away, I will always come to you and I’ll always be early. I’ll be here steadfast as a lighthouse in the ebb of your tide. Shining my light, until you come to me or pass me by. Whichever way you go, I’ll show you to safety Even if it’s to point you over the horizon. And I would carry you there if it made you happy. You know I would.
Let’s make a world, Where at the end of a long day of work I could hold your hand to your car outside And give you a chaste kiss Just a simple thing, That a new couple does Because they will miss each other Because you are working late And flying home the next day.
Let’s make a world Where one day, if we were married We could be out at work, And I could give you a chaste kiss when your start your day and I go to my ward And you to yours. And when we fly to your home country We could look after your parents together. And when they die I could hold your hand at their funeral And swing my arm around you. And take you home. Just a simple thing a couple does Because they love each other. Let’s make that world.
I wish, I could have just kissed you goodbye today.
To lie down with you in the peace and quiet To feel your soft touch and body near mine Pressed against me Your warmth and taste Your fragrance and pulse To hold you and be near you To feel whole and complete Next to another whole complete person. To have you want me and to want you too To save this touch and put aside my longing To hold you and pick you up with ease Lean into the here and now For the rest of the day And dwell into the eve.
I think about you when I see a barefoot rider. Or hear Fields of Barley or Is this Love. Lime cordial doesn't taste the same. And an egg is just an egg now. Crying Little Birdy, dappled light and swaying curtains Or alto voices that are lower than mine but just as bright.
I think about you when I use a dishwasher stick That has the scourer with the detergent in it. When I sit over the crack in a couch. When it rains and it's cold. When I have cold feet. When I slip into cool sheets.
I think about you when Father Ted is on. Imagine you in Paul Kelly songs. When I smell cut wood, sanded back. Or salt air. Or see grey hair and weathered loved houses. Or women in vests with lilac blouses.
I think about you in the water, When I'm in the shower, or at the beach. When it rains and when I drink. In the blue and green and sometimes silver. Or when I'm smothered in an unrequited love That isn't yours.