Tell You Now

I want to tell you about loves and loss and unright wrongs and things I lost but found
About how in my darkness you sometimes opened the drapes and lifted me up when I was down

I want to tell you about the rag I keep in my pocket that represents a gang of hurt
It’s red from my bleeding heart, white from the countless times I surrendered in defeat and blue from when I opened myself up and got treated like dirt

I want to tell you about my headaches and my tired feet and watch you take care of it all
About how my ears long to hear sweet words and how instead of texting I want you to call

I want to tell you about hard days at work and life ambitions and goals that seem out of reach
About confidence, courage and self esteem and trying days seem to lower each

I want to tell you about my fears and why I worry and what keeps me up at night
I want to tell you my heart…my….heart and hear you say words that emit light

One day we will stand face to face as you breathe upon my brow
While locked in a warm embrace my salty tears will say that
I
Can
Tell
you
Now….


© KaVita Porchia