"Poetry and hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. All you can do is go where they can find you" – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
I will let you go now, softly into the night,
knowing that there will be a time that I will not let you go,
that I will be able to whisper, ‘stay’ and you will stay.
And then, I will not have to wait here in the coldness until you are gone.
until the light is a loud dot in the quiet dark, I will watch for you.
And even then, I might wait a while longer to cool myself
to gather up the parts you left me with.
When I have you and when you are fully mine,
I will know it.
I will know it because it will only take a word for you to to stay,
or, maybe even a look, or perhaps you will ask if you can stay
and i’ll not need to
because here will be a home for you, wherever I am.
Like wherever you are is mine.