Thursday, March 22, 2012

Coming to be

When I felt the wind blowing I knew there'd be change;
Looking out on parking lots deserted and maimed-
I saw into futures I did not know foretold:
That soon I'd be bathing in your light heart of gold.

We missed our chance of meeting a few times already
But forever is a long time and destiny is steady
As I waited a week and we met at the bar
And I saw in you the answered prayer that I'd wished on a star.

When I wasn't big enough to lift heavy things
I'd dreamed of a soul who'd meld with mine like a spring
Into a river that flowed to our ocean of love
And as wide as it is we infinately explore eachother, my dove.

In sex, in commitment, in raising our future,
I cannot see an end to the adventure we'll lead-
Our wounds of time apart we will learn how to suture
And on love alone we can learn how to feed-
Building our individual partnership with want over need.

"I love you" is the only way to describe how I feel
Because our love is unexplainable
Our love
Is real.

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