...decorating dreams

i could search unending
minutes s t r e t c h i n g themselves out to touch eternity
& the burn in me would not subside

my grasping at the infinite
take hold of windless whispers
knowing none could be as permanent as You make me feel like forever and a few seconds later
understand that these fragile hands don't span to count the smallest
fractions of time stolen from words only once uttered: i love you

but with that one breath
i am set until death
hoping heaven will not be much different if i spend earth with You

so tonight
with Your warm hands in mine
and our hearts intertwined
we will dance slow in the candle's flickering firelight

projected onto walls long forgotten

and hallways we got lost in
as inside no one else could lose themselves yet still be found... but us.

and the sweet, sweet sounds from out of You mouth will echo without mention in the hiding places of this heart
on this night

we cup our timid hands

collecting stars to decorate our sleepless dreaming at ungodly hours
as the moon envies jealous
angels playing a symphony
and tonight
for the first time in my life
the clouds do not block us from seeing them

so sing out weary
starving soul
without fear
as we will someday hold eachother soon
like the uNSteady pen
writes an unready melody but
those. three. words.
are better unrehearsed. kept quiet.
til they BURST LIKE A SMALL CHILD IN CHURCH WHO'S GRASP ON HEAVEN IS TOO FAST FOR THE PREACHER. THE CHOIR.
the silence
the violent heartbeats insde him will not hold much longer

so i'll open the floodgates and clean things up later