I want to be with you

in all that chaos.

Where newborns sound

the dreadful cry of each

new day and relatives

who actually relate

can appreciate our

musical taste and

the way my yearning

stare complements

your enduring smile.

I would prove myself

to you again, this time

with a calculating

sense of what's deserved.

They would see it too,

in the way we laid

and danced from

each of your memories

in that far-off land

together.