tender
by shrinksarentcheap
Is there a way to breath you in?
Stuff you flat under my skin?
Taste you, sweet under my tongue?
Like a ladder, rung by rung,
You draw me nearer,
Higher,
Fast.
Like a dew drop which is cast
From the sky
Beneath your feet;
To the woods
Below your cheek.
Is there cement that we could use?
If we were hungry for it;
Choose?
To bind us long and hard and great.
To block out envy, fear, and hate.
To whisper gently on our necks.
To close our eyes to all the wrecks
Of nature, carelessly misplaced
Inside our world of love and grace.
… and these words are fitting to the title.