letting you go is painful
and not done with consummate ease
finally letting go,
finally, without reservation

childhood comes full circle
some people never change
she is shy –
and she utters my name

i cannot begin –
to explain how i feel
i did everything
to subdue the crush
to put up barriers
in a forward rush

straight then backwards
and then upside down
these remarks i make
have paved a courtyard
of a place that i know too well

be a husband…
fit into that role, play along
blame others –
when attention is sought elsewhere
when the honeymoon runs out of honey –
and the moon no longer cares

am i worthy of affection
could i just carry on
screwing up my direction
lost in darkest pools
trying to comprehend my life

you open your eyes
and they capture me
they reveal truth
i watch them,
as they offer me shelter
and a tin roof

it retreats, back to bed
to pull up the covers
and we all do it
we all say, it is the others

i knew i would need fixing
a lot of mending
stabalising
and plenty of feeling