Come Back

watching you leave is like burning an angels wings

bring water to the scorched place

where hope springs

Come back,

I think you forgot a kiss

your heart

your charger, glasses, burdens, house keys, phone,

head,

a lighter

a back rub

a hug

a plate of food

an embrace and a song

wrap it up in your pocket for later

when the out there slams your wrists

backs you into a corner

pilfering your happiness

Unfold what i have held for you

just like this

dab a little on your lips like sunshine

and let it soak in

remembering your space in here

where all the things you lay to rest

live.

–Ciane The Knight