i may be the last person to tell you this
i may be the first too
when i stopped to exchange time with you
i saw sincerity there
you did not hear about the troubles, the trials and misguided thoughts
what you got
was my entire moment of time
i know the news as of late is bad
i know there are others not as willing to hear
i know you stopped to listen to
an exchange between two
the courtesy of the beginning of my loving you
there will be no complaint in my words here
no attempt at a wisdom meant to harm
you quite simply get
the best i leave you with
know this my fellow exchange
i have come this far, thus far. . . and walked away
to keep my arms open for you
for the day
you finally learn how to hug