sixteen hours never felt so long

but eight flow by like a breeze

we said we'll wait and see

where the wind carries

but you know where i'll be,

anywhere but home if

you're not beside me.

i wish i were the ocean

just to have a taste

one warm and sandy evening

of your lingering embrace

and eventually precipitate

follow you home like a dog

you didn't plan for rain

but humidity comes along

wraps you up, swallows you

consumed, as fire does to log

and when i bring my heart to your door

gripped between my stained teeth

i'll find you sitting on the porch

palms open, ready to receive.