2. I’ll wait for you
Having people who love me despite my faults,
Despite childish tears, eating too much,
Uncomfortable honesty, blushing, middle fingers,
Punchlines gone wrong, uncombed hair,
Tantrums, tongue-slips, quick despair,
Despite everything and worse,
Being able to look me in the eye and say,
I’ll wait for you. Don’t worry.
And even, You’re special.
Not just with lips, but with kind eyes
Refulgent with hearth-warmth and heart-glow;
And hands that wrap blankets around me
And feet that get up to fetch me the things I need
Before I knew I needed them:
Joy. Confidence. Unfading peace.
The storm cries out in pain tonight,
It shrieks in swollen moan,
The raindrops rage and pelt the roof
Like shattered ocean foam.
Sleet-fingers tear through fragile sky
In sobbing – monotone,
In sympathy with salt-sea tears
That wet my cheeks alone.
A rain-slicked branch impales the air,
Its leaves – the earth below,
The quiver of the sticky boughs
Move with the rainfall’s flow.
My soul bristles – and flinches –
As the sharp leaves flying go,
As if to chase them aimlessly
I wander to and fro.
The blood-red leaves, they etch your smile,
The wind – it howls your name,
The branches shiver mockingly
In laughter at my shame.
I burst outside – in screaming rain,
I snap the bough in two!
But though the fragments turn to dust,
I stand – and think of you.