Please stay there.
I can see your name on my eyelids.
It isn't stamped on my forehead too?
It feels that way.
Don't you live like I do,
a dusty seashell far from home
don't you want to feel water
fresh water
cool on your thirsty toes?
How can you possibly not?
I wish you would stay here.
New to my brain,
giving me a shock every time I switch on.
But instead you become faded
an old image that won't leave the camera
and I learn to live with you
constantly picking on me,
without knowing your own strengths.
Please just stay here.
It's a new era
raw emotion flooding me
and it turns me into gelatin
waterless.
But of course it's temporary
like I hope this absence of fresh water is
and of course it leaves
like the dust that clouds my vision
and you move on
because I get through to you.
But I still ask you
please stay there.
I want to remember you as you are
lit by the sun.
