Real

I forget nothing.
This is not working.
When can I see you?
I miss your smile and your eyes.
Your sweet sweet eyes.
But I will go on now.
And I will go about my life.
There is so much beauty still.
There is so much love around.
It isn't more when you are around.
It is just shared when you are here.
It is just seen when you are here.
It is just that much more real
When you are here.

I am going to sing and act again. In theaters,
On Fall nights I will see people of all the ages.
I am going to work so hard now, and nothing that
mattered to me about being so
wipsy on the wind like a gyspy for pretend
matters
When you are here.
I want to stay where you are.
I do not doubt this will go on.
I love you and it is part magic,
Part creative, and part practical.
One part logic defying mystery,
One part the motivation of sharing creativity
And one part a foundation of stability but challenge.
The only way I,
will ever stay put.