Companionship

I stir deep
at the sound of your voice
like the call of the familiar
like the hope or promise of comfort
it quells all fears and losses
staunches all the wounds and insults
it's the closeness, the intimacy
the part that binds two to one
the loneliness that evaporates
the cloud that hangs over
miraculously drifts away
and in there
I am still and quiet
innocent and forgiving
childlike and fanciful
and without it
I am restless, unsure
and too aware
every sound,
every sight,
every smell
too sharp, too real, too much
until I find you again
until I find the privacy
where I can entrust myself
my dreams, my hopes to you
and feel the warmth and glow of you
against a lonely, fearful heart