When I Arrive

In the words that you said,

there were lines that I wrote;

if I can't sleep in your bed

may I pass you this note?

You're my captain who led,

but won't leave his sinking boat.
I'm in over my head, 
but you're keeping my afloat.

And this is our fable

or whimsical tale

in which we're both able

to patch up our sails.

Toss me that cable

and hear the winds wail,

but keep your heart stable 

and leave me a trail.

The waves will drag me under,

but you'll lift me toward the clouds.

We'll beat the roaring thunder

whose laughter is so loud.

The seas pull us asunder, 

but we made ourselves a vow

that any slip or blunder,

we will suffer poised and proud.

But then the skies are blue once more

and we are still alive.

Yours is the hand I'm breathing for,

whose passion makes me thrive

and I'm the one to whom you swore

you'd do more than just survive.

So, here it is: end to our lore

and you're my home when I arrive.

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