Once, just once
When the race was won
She said well done
Then left alone
Founded on floundering sand
Landed, but swept
Wept & weeping
At the weepers stone
Held together
By a collection of tablets
A pay cheque
And some thing called love
Love
The welcome smile of welcome
Love
The hugs before & after dark
Love
Togetherness tied together
Love
A life ahead with promise
Catch hold of naught but air
Through your body
Through your mind
Through your great perceptions
Naught but air
To speak
To breathe
To entire embrace with love
Catch hold
Deft of touch
Secure of strength
Capricious of capacity
