For Every Sign Of Premeditation Poem by Michael Reston

For every sign of premeditation
Comes the line of circulation
And the speed of levitation
Sells me sweet intoxication

Over the hill and back again
Was the title of Tolkien’s Hobbit
Little children still remember when
The wise old Gandalf made Bilbo rob it

But the smart snapper said flee not go young fish
I can’t believe you want me to go
Tell me how to live without you

I’ll go to the middle of the Arizona desert
Just to get the grain of sand
That bears your footprint

I’ll fly on a Concorde’s wing
To see you through the window
I’ll kiss the sky
Just to taste the air that touched your lips

But before all this can happen
Before I can journey
Before I can fly
Before I can kiss
Before I can die
Before my heart returns you
I know you will return

There’s always solace to be found
In a glass of beer or wine
When my baby's not around
Drinking’s an understandable crime

When I think of you nothing is matter
Except making you solemnly pleased
I want to be brilliant and beautiful
breathing close and keep to my chest

I don’t need your control
I don’t want your console
I just want you to be who you are -
Caring, kind, and compassionate fellow
Whom forever
I cherish and love!