on the underside of your salutation

i can hear you turning inward

hello is such a thin word



you're going to have to hide doubletime from me

cuz i read our poetry, and i can see when it doesn't rhyme



you said you either wanted me home

or you wanted to be alone[?]

or you wanted to be alone

and i felt you decide

i have heard all the words you hold inside



we were knitted like yarn

in the morning you were the snooze button on my alarm

and now goodnight is just the gesture of an arm

well i think i understand

but i don't think i agree

sometimes i want to amend

and sometimes i just want to be free



if we can try forgiving

if we can try to go on living

like some kind of amateur team

anyone can see that love

is waiting U S more than M E

thats for me

please