Come Back To Me
I have spoken to you for ages,
held you for eons, and
kissed you for centuries,
all in the span of a few seconds,
minutes, hours each day.
Each day my amnesia resets
as loneliness clouds the memory of you.
Not for long as you traverse space and time
to visit the playground of my dreams,
knowing it is there I leave the gate
unlocked and ajar.
My spirit awaits without question
on the swing for you to push me,
on the slide for you to catch me,
and on the see-saw for you
to bring me the rise and fall that matches
my breath at the sight of your smile.
I then awake with love's battery recharged
so that during my sleeping hours
of consciousness I may take the wheel,
driving home to your doubts that I am here;
ever listening for your voice
and whispering in your ear
that we need not ever despair
during our physical separation.
So hold fast my love to what cannot
be measured or seen as we repeat
our blessed litany of "Come back to me".
The day will come when our gazes
lock to only a code we know,
our footsteps cruise controlling
toward a predestined dance.
It will be here our familiar smiles
only known to us settle on our lips
before we can finally say
"It is so very nice to meet you...again".