Keeper

Keep me

And my hands

Busy

So I come home

Tired

Content to lie here

Rest my cheek on the carpet

Keep me

Running on

Towards

Better times and

Summer

Wind on my face

Breathless and exuberant

Keep me

Ever closer

Mostly

So I can also keep

You 

Nearby

But also

Because it is sweeter that way

Better for both of us
In the end