soft friend
I find you now
I find my end
in my blood-shot hand
in my fragile frame
I seek to stand
I write your name
with my stick in the sand
in the oncoming tide
my footprints are gone
pulled deep inside
the life that I see
Is the fruit on the tree
the bank has a branch
but the money is me
deep root of my heart
deep jewel on this ring
this marriage forever
this song
I will never
be able
to sing