To Talk (the backside of love)

I want to talk.
I want to be home
when your not,
listening to the rain, 
from the phone outside.

I want to hear
I want to hear you,
I want to hear you when you cry.

I want to hear you when you cry
outside in the rain,
hear you sob.

I want to look out and see you
break down in the street
and sob in the rain
when I call to say
good-bye.

-dp-
3-31-13