Starbuck

These are all
The words I have and need
We've met and we will meet
To dance and sing
Of ridiculous heights
Then come down for a while
And seep
Back
Into my life
And lay your battered body
Next to mine
These rooms are white
Eggshell lack of fear
That tells me that you're near
Asleep and tied
To a hospital bed
St. Elmo's fire around your head
So please be well
They told me that
You'd be well
So please, please be well
Be well
In time