I know that at the end of the day
My darling
You will say something
And it will bring me home
As I turn around
And find you cooking something new
Absorbed in your art
With your beautiful amber eyes
Glowing, as you look at
Your perfect, undisturbed creation
And I look at you, still amused
How my aching, found a cure
I will never know for sure
And then later, you play the piano
As I close my eyes
Wrapped in your green throw
Flowing with more love than I am
Than I am allowed to show
Maybe you will never love me the way
The way I, love you
But I know you will say something
And it will bring me home
May I never know, the boundary of your care
May I die before I have to
Before I have to share
All this peaceful glory
This hope, in the form of you
I know you will say something
And it will bring me home, to you.
-Al