Rose Abrilith

With You

No thank you, I can do this on my own.

You say,

But I can see how you grit your teeth,

And how the sweat falls from your brow,

And how exhausted you slouch,

As those words sink from your mouth.

 

My dear friend, I would climb mountains,

I\'d fly to the moon,

I\'d cross canyons,

If it were all for you.

I\'d be delighted!

Oh, infinitely so!

I watch as you sit in the mud, exhausted,

Alone and blue.

How much you would honor me

To sit alone in the mud with you.