It’s crazy, really, but still true:
I would do anything
To be with you
You are already here, I know:
But still, I need to prove
That this is so —
With gifts and time and everything:
With paintings that I paint
And songs I sing
It’s crazy, really, way too much —
That you should be so close that we
Can touch
The years I thought I’d left behind
Have torn my heart, and broken up
My mind
But if I could, I’d give you more –
What’s that?
Too much?
No, please don’t use that
Door
