Breakfast in Bed

I'd write it in a letter  
But
My words weigh heavy on a feather    
So I'll remember breakfast in bed  
-The times we had together    
   
With the changing of seasons    
And
An accumulation of reasons    
I've weathered into something different  
-I've changed  
-I'll never be the same    
   
I search for magic in mundane    
Hoping to stumble across your name    
I find it often in the mourning rain    
And
In dewdrops on the pines    
But
Breakfast in bed I prefer instead    
   
I want to know the things you see    
I want to feel your strong heartbeat    
I long to wrap my arms    
around strengthened shoulders    
that carried my world
-Seeningly so effortlessly  
 
   
Should we meet again  
I hope I've made you proud    
I've stumbled
And
I've fumbled...    
Time
And
Time again    
But
Because of you    
I find strength
In me    
   
I wait for you in the silence of night    
But
You seem to be just out of sight    
For a man now stands  
The child grew    
I long to tell you    
I long to show you    
I need for you to see
what I've made of the remains of me    
The parts that didn't leave
With you    
I'm hoping for breakfast in bed    
A table of blankets
Made for two  
   
   
I call your name when I lose my way  
More often than not
It would seem  
For no one here seems to know a thing    
Only you understood the sounds:    
The Beating
And
The Breaking  
   
Open palms reach for vast heavens    
I long to know how you've been    
I paint your face inside teary eyes  
-Trying not to blink
I reminisce on your embrace    
What I'd give to hold you close    
   
Breakfast in Bed    
-If only in my head    
I'll visit you as often as I can    
For
I long to show you
What I've made from this mess    
-Perhaps you'd think it a man    
   
I trace your name
In the warm summer breeze    
The smell of spring lilacs
Brings me home  
When the snowflakes fall    
I feel you close    
But
Breakfast in Bed I long for most    
   
Until we meet again...