Bring to me my hearts desire
On a paper plate today
Wrap it in a napkin dress
Without style and in no particular way
I am not picky about the package
I do not care about the frame
So long as what I need is there
Delivery is all the same
Arms are open to receive
Heart is ready to believe
Eyes once blind will now see
When you come straight to me
Roll it in a sandwich wrap
Tape it with paper tape
Tuck it under your thinking cap
But run to me: I cannot wait.
Scissors in hand, I stand here
Ready to cut open my hope
I will rip off the strings
Tear off the cords
It's been so long; I can barely cope
I want to release all the desire I've stored
I know you're on the way
Messenger to my heart
I feel you are closer today
Than you were at the start
Do not stop along the street
Take no scenic route here
When our eyes finally meet
It will allay my nervous fear
Pen to page and hope in hand
I will take ownership at last
Yesterday will be torn away
For tomorrow is here to replace  the past.