What would it take for me
to reach out and touch you?
How much time would have to be invested?
Sitting here,
wondering where you are...
what you're doing...
thinking of all the possibilities.
Yes, that opens me
to disappointment.
But then again,
it opens me to warm, gentle smiles, also.
I'll take my chances on the smiles.
You always have one for me,
even when you don't always
feel like smiling.
And I've always one for you, too...
though some days are better than others.
It isn't hard to smile your way.
Everything I know about you
demands that I smile.
The way you glance my way
in recognition.
The knowing clarity in your eyes
whenever you see me coming your way.
The tender hug you give me,
softly letting me know
for just that moment,
you and I are together... alone...
sharing.
So, what would it take
for me to reach out and hold you...
close... for a very long time?
What would the cost be?
Tell me a dollar amount
and I'll gladly spend it.
Give me time
to make you understand...
I don't want to go anywhere...
unless you are going with me.