Hang on, Honey.

I won’t put down roots.

I won’t clean somebody else’s boots.

I’ll stay just out of touch.

A little out of frame.

I’ll wait until it’s you whispering my name.

I won’t give my heart away.

I won’t desperately prolong any stay.

I’ll only get attached to the pets.

There’ll be no past regrets.

Hang on, honey.

It’s only you,

I’ll let love me.

–S.