Look This Way

Look This Way

Look this way.

Turn away from the salt wind.

There’s nothing to fear.

Let me see your face.

I know mine looks a little strange,

but there’s nothing to fear,

nothing.

It’s just that I’ve been away

a long time.

I have a long life history,

you see.

Look this way. 

I’ve brought you flowers.

I found them when I woke up,

when I rose up.

I didn’t see who left them.

I hope wasn’t you.

It would be discourteous of me

to return your gift.

But at least you know I’m no thief,

no grave robber,

just someone who has been away 

a long time.

Look this way.

Let me see the salt wind

blow back your hair,

let me see your face.