Before you ever even knew
I wanted to be, with you.
From that hesitant beginning
I had thoughts of winning
You over to my way of thinking,
My mind sinking, into yours,
Your thoughts invading mine.
“It’s scary!”, you said, when I read your day
Back to you from the tone in your voice.
One word: “Hi!” and I knew your mind
I was in your mind.
I knew all of your day.
But the wind whines cold through the doorway
And the papers all fall to the floor
And the stub of this pencil is broken,
And the love don’t flow no more.