I would wear a cardigan and wrestle for you,
spoon you in your sleep.

would you come and visit me?

from where you are

appear naked and freezing
we could find you some clothes, pillage some old ladies clothes line

I too would keep a list from you
and check the dates off one by one
and be sad when I know there are only three left
until I have to wait two whole years to see you again
wait two whole years until I can touch your face again and kiss the mole that sits on your throat

where are you coming from?