Let Me Be Held When The Longing Comes

Let me be held when the longing comes

by you

Yours the arms, yours the tender

breath.

Tumble down into the quiet dark

of this embrace

night is come again.

Stay a little longer,

for no other reason than it is

good not to be alone always

let there be a song of

remembering and not knowing

where there is except

a warmth and a blossom

of a feeling, sweetly,

gladly, home.

-STEPHANY

My Love When This Is Past

My love when this is past

and you have turned away

—or I

and we no longer

as we are today

I will be more

having known your love

I will be more

and not alone.

-STEPHANY