Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
shoves doubt and hesitation into the stomach…

I need you to take me, to clutch
my arm and show me what you see,
to make me feel what you feel.
I need you to be real, to be eager
to know me fully.

I want you to feel comfortable, singing
with me to the radio
at the top of your lungs,
To dance in the rain, or in the middle of the street.

Tell me your dreams, your secrets
I’ll try to fulfill the most insignificant thing,
The greatest whim

I’ll only have eyes for you anywhere,
everywhere—
under the menagerie of pinks and oranges…

Would you walk by my side, regardless of
how slow I go?
Would you hold my hand?
Go westward, where there’s not a soul for miles around,
Free to exist in the surrounding beauty.

Let’s be…dumb… spontaneous…daring…
Let’s be a blessing to others,
Let’s be one…Us…always