Been an emotional week around here. tim is going through something, and I can only watch and wait. But words run through my head after he comes to me, needing me. Last night he asked me to just hold him, as he tried to sleep. I did and he did.
But I know him very well. Know his heart and the kind of human being he is. It's why I love him. And why I wrote this:
You tell me you need my arms about you tight
I know there's something, and I whisper tell me
the name of who is in your heart this moment,
Your head bows, there's damp on your cheeks
But it isn't my name there, or on your lips
And I hold you, strong against me, and smile
As you say: you know I love you, don't you?
I know and we are bound together in many ways
Yet, I know the man in my arms, and his heart
aware I am not alone in it.
There are others you love, desire and care for
But I am wise enough to know, forbidding this
Or trying to cage you, would drive me from the
Very heart I love with all of my own
To keep you, I must free the butterfly
So if sharing who you are and your heart
Means I can love you, then share you I will
I am not sad, or afraid, because you're here
We always will be, until one of us must go
I hope I am left, for I'd not want you to suffer alone.
I know one day, you'll be gone from my arms
But I don't want to know that emptiness yet.
Don’t want to think of not kissing this soft skin
I am your caretaker, your man and you're my boy
And if eternal love exists, then that is mine, for you.