Arms folded across the chest
Unconvinced
Your dark, brooding gaze
Fixed on a spot on the floor
I realized
As the darkness cleared
That every expression
Every movement
Was your message
Of disappointment.
So let me
Come to you
Hold you
Embrace you
Catch your breath
Wipe the desperation from your eyes
Help me to touch you
Cherish you
Wrap you in my forgiveness
Life From A Park Bench 