If you saw me standing at the end of your driveway
You would know how much I missed you.
And if, at night, you heard me whisper in your mind’s ear,
You would know that, in my dreams, I had traveled to your side.
If I stayed too long you would put sleep between us
And I would return to my body.
If I fell asleep too soon
You would hold me there in the dark.
If I trembled at the edge of understanding
You would only wink and wait.
You would speak softly and make perfect sense,
Building bridges to new horizons.
If you saw me dive off the edge of sanity
You would know how I love the feel of falling.
If you saw me with my fingers framing the moon,
You would know I was still looking for Tranquility.
If I ran down your driveway jumping and spinning through the air—
If I forgot worry and my pitiful sense of responsibility
You would know I had given you permission to love me,
And forgiven myself for loving you.
© 2008, Diane E. Dockum, Just Beyond The Hill