If You Were Here Today Poem by Serena Blackinton

If you were with me now, I'd call and see if you were up,
And I'd come over for a coffee, and stay for a cup.
Maybe as you clicked the phone off, you'd put on the kettle
(Having it already prepared, so I wouldn't try to meddle) .

And you would greet me outside, with a hug by the door,
Just as you'd done, about a thousand times before.
I'd kiss you hello, because that was how we rolled,
And I would reach out, offering you my hand to hold.

With your hand grasping mine, I'd quietly follow you inside,
We'd be alone together, and neither one could be denied:
A tangle of bodies and lips, and arms and hands and spirit -
Our show would have started, but we wouldn't be able to hear it.

You'd have commanded surrender - it was our first law,
So I would devour you and still you'd return for more.
Everything would fade, until all that remained was you,
In all of your divinity, but all your vulnerability too.

My every sense would cry out for you silently,
Needing you to fulfill me, clinging almost violently.
But if you were here today, we'd still be engaged in war,
Never quite forgetting what all the fighting was for.