I wish
I could write you a verse
every single day
about anything
or nothing at all,
but my words
are often like my breath,
the way it stops
when I think of you.

I wish
I could paint for you a picture
week by week
of all the colours,
but no lines at all
because they divide us
from the sky and the sun
and we want to be like they are,

I wish
I could sing to you a song
right now
without words or divisions.
And it would go on forever
like the sun and the sky
and my breathlessness
at the thought of you and I
written and © by David Spelling 2009
layout © 2008 Dunn by Paul