Tenderness

Tenderness

maybe I could change

or leave a little room

maybe I could cozy up to you

and make sure your flowers bloom

maybe I could keep my mouth shut

let the chips fall where they may

but then I’d feel cheated

and I’m just not wired that way

maybe I could ask you

make a softly sold request

for just a little, I know you can do it…

tenderness

you didn’t think I’d need it too

but alas I think I’m telling you

that I do

in good times and in bad

in sickness and in health

in the poverty I  know all too well

and your privilege and wealth

so I’ll try again

and again

for the soft spot

you have for the rest

for my own little slice of

tenderness