I'm an insubstantial man.  As such, I cannot rectify
This emptiness you say you feel.  I'll smile and babble
About things which you aren't apt to find compelling.
I can offer you dessert, but do not think I have the means
To give direction to your life.  So far, I've found none
For mine.  You're free to stay, to shed your shoes
And splash here with me in the shallows until you've
The courage to wade out to greater depths.