Sobbing Body

I held your sobbing body
You asked if we'd ever laugh again
Can we once make it to bedtime
Still calling the other friend?

I know what we signed up for
But this isn’t what we had in mind
What good was all the planning
When Tuesdays happen in real time

Your quivers radiated
And filled every corner of this space
You’ve tried all you can to crush me
But I’ll never fall off pace

Love making, it is healing
And Sabbath helps us realign
What good is all the hustle
Sore thumbs cannot buy more time