The Insurmountable Weight of Falling in Love

"The Insurmountable Weight of Falling in Love"

Oh but how I long to touch you

when morning's light peaks through the heavy curtains!

My love, your arms are ever too far away,

with mountains and valleys and miles of freeways between us.

And it is in your arms I long to be

because there, in your embrace,

I am more free than any other moment

I've drawn breath in my life.

You are my lighthouse in the night,

my safe harbour in the storms,

the soft shore upon which my body crashes

in waves of passion

and the only destination to which I ever want to travel.

If I lose myself in moments of separation,

I can blame only the pull of the lunar orbit

making these confounded heart strings

dance like a marionette in desperate need of your affirming smile.

You are my Boaz.

I would spend all my days picking single grains

from the fields if only to be rewarded

with the honour of sleeping at your feet each night

and never giving you pause to consider the depth of my devotion.

If ever my fields ran barren,

I would plant every flower and crop known to man

to ensure you were never hungry or without beauty

constantly surrounding your world.

My darling, you are my heartbeat;

the gravitational force that causes

me to lose my breath when you smile.

You are the force inside me that brings me joy

and vigor for life

in ways that no artificial replacement

could ever hope to compare.

Though my past is scourged with darkness

and I often leave blackened footprints

through your perfect walkways,

It is your unbending strength

that permits me to continue believing in faith.

Believing in love.

Believing the scorched earth

will one day flush with garden roses again.

My love, you are mine.

And in that alone, there is nothing more

I could ever ask you to be.