Picture

All I can do is look at your picture
And imagine you face to face.
I can't, however, imagine the flood
Of feelings that would wreck me
When that moment makes it's reckoning.

Discovering this big sort of love,
One that scares you half to death,
Leaves the other half a mess.
Between hope and everything else
That's going on with me, I might just
Retreat to a quiet room,
And explode from the interest.

Can't shake you,
Can't wake you in the morning.
Can't get you drunk on wine,
And make you dance with me tonight.
For a boy like me, who wills his way,
You are a formidible adversary.

We've got this distance-
Well fuck that.
We've got some time until we meet.
Well then fine, I'll wait it out.
Kicking and screaming I will abide.