How Much I Love You

While waiting for a single engine plane
By a grass runway at the edge of Hell
I feel the evening come and watch the rain
And when the last flight is at last canceled

I feel the breeze through the airport window.
It gathers and it recreates its self
Perhaps from its beginnings, I don't know,
In that primal place which remakes its self.

How much I love you is what you must know.
It gathers and it recreates its self
At the center of my own cold zero
In that primal place which remakes its self.

Comfort comes only from my loved ones sounds
When eye meets eye to pass a smile around.