XXIV

 

Twenty-four hours.  That's all the time we needed to get away, reminisce days of old, experience the freedom of lingering in bed, order that second glass of wine, take a longer, hotter shower, watch E News Weekend (a guilty pleasure long forgotten), play the music we wanted free from unsolicited back-of-the-van-requests, give each other our undivided attention. 

 

 Twenty-four hours.  It was all the time we needed to focus on {us} before joyfully returning to {them}.

 

 

 

 

And, upon our return, his song to me.

 

I'm a small man
Next to a tall man
But baby I'm all man
When I'm with you

And I'm a fooled man
Compared to a schooled man
But I feel so enlightened
Just studying your smile

And I don't care how small I stand
I don't plan on measuring
Cause when you love me as I am
Baby I'm a better man

I'm a frail man
I ain't no fairy tale man
But because you accept that
I almost forget that
I'm bruised and I'm broken

And I'm an exposed man
Though I do some composing
But I ain't got a five or ten year plan
And I ain't got no, no back pockets

And it don't matter where I've been
Where I wasn't going
Cause when you love me where I am
Baby I'm a better man

And you love me the way I am
For reasons I don't understand
And your love is so much better than
Any kind of thing I could be earning

Now I don't care how small I stand
I don't plan on comparing
Cause you have loved me just as I am
And that makes me a better man

Now I'm a small man
Next to a tall man
But baby I'm all man
When I'm with you