A ring on my finger
a cloud in my hands
a smile on my face
who could understand?
My life is rendered, melted down to joy
my pain obsolete, tears now dry
Your ring, my hand..
My life, my heart,
my future, I part
to him still a boy
With these rings
I beg for your your smile
for every sorrow to be mine
to hold and sweep
into my arms,
and for every tear you’ve shed,
I promise to make you smile..
For each day to take you awake
to reluctantly let you on your way
with slipped heart kiss
and to sing you to sleep,
with this voice, your lullaby
and hold you as we dream..
My eyes are yours to swim
my mouth, your sanctuary
from any hurt, dare it may..
I’ll fight back your shadows,
I’ll cuss out the past
My eyes soft knives
my words administering
to make right of wrong
to what you believed
was your poison to take..
I pray to coax out the smiles
if not, take mine, wide for us both
And I swear I heard your eyes laugh
from the corner of my mouth..
And what words but..
“I love you...” and “I do..”
could ever ring so true
To speak the side of me
you’ve glanced, not seen
Bubbled in sighs,
but strong to scream
Spreading throughout me,
soft like a dream..
What but ‘surreal..’
what but ‘unbelievable’
what but ‘unreal’
could this all be...
You and me..
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