Thanks

I never knew things could be so slow

I could wait so long

Be so still and calm

And get where I want, on your armThin streaks of tar spill off your right eye

Where my fingers find

Their way there every night

We sleep side by side, your hands in mineAnd when you get here, it's so nice

It's just the part where you leave I don't like

When you get here, it's so nice

It's just the part where you leave I don't likeSuch a happy accident, a note in your sneaker at ten in the morning

And all my worry that you were offended

And the catch in my breath when you weren't

It's like I woke up and got handed a present