Come Together

Come Together

I’d like to walk through autumn leaves
in the chill of approaching winter,
swathed in warm clothes and wrapped in your arms.

Every time the snowflakes fall together
I’m reminded I am alone.
When will you run to me
as the snow does for the ground?
I enjoy breezes because, like me,
they are looking for someone to touch.

At one time I had lots of money
and tried to buy love with presents.
I soon found out a bought body
was not a lasting purchase.

I have faced the changing of many seasons alone.

I’ve walked in the sand and watched the waves
searching the shores for a friend.
They’ve searched for years and found only the beach.
I wonder if the waves realize
the value of a friend who’s been there just waiting
for the next touch.
Even broken hearts like company.

I want to share you
and make you less of a stranger
to me and yourself.

Come,
let the child in you
run with the child in me.
When the day has ended
and you need comfort and understanding,
turn around and I’ll be there.

Let the woman in you
join the man in me
and we’ll change the world
to suit us…
together

© ’74, 2006 Karl Arthur King