Anything

 

When you go for a walk

After the driving rain

I’ll trail behind you

Like the sunken mud

And every time the breeze blows cold

You shall hear me weep

But pretend as though

You don’t

 

When you sit outside

To farewell the day

I’ll lie above you

Like a restless star

And when you realize my beauty near

For an instant

You will care

But act as though

You don’t

 

And on the day of your picnic

When she matches the posies

I’ll slip in your pocket

Like a tiny clock

And as you whisper to her

I want time to stop

I shall try with my might

To not be still

But for you

I know

I will

 

You see, my love

Thee irony

Of loving one who is set free

And yet I find only more to adore

Loving you deep

Though confined to your shore

For someday you shall love me too

And I’ll wait until

You do