I wouldn't be able to do what you do.
To move mountains ever morning,
Just to satisfy the smallest blade of grass.
To travel from place to place,
Healing hearts and minds of many.
I wouldn't be able to do what you do,
All whilst bearing troubling echoes.
You embrace the opportunities that arise,
And inspire others do be as graceful as you.
You are the strongest person I know.

God never gives you anything,
That you can not handle.

Slumping out of my fickle willow sleep,
Dazed in dream-shaped clouds.
My ears induce a pitch of reality.
I must awake and dawn into the day,
Rather than slumber and succumb in my delusions.
The scent of warm darkness filtering my imagination,
Echoes throughout the house and into my shallow cup.
My lips caress the dark silk,
Transcending through my body
The darkness fills.

Floating on emptiness,
a weightless canvas.
A white beach of ice,
melting at your fingertips.
Exhaling bitter sweetness,
floating on emptiness.

Some people ask me why I never worry.
I tell them that she makes me feel invincible.
There is nothing we can not do, when we are together.

How is it that you continue to steal my heart?
When the sun hasn't even risen,
And the day has yet to become.

Illustrious.
Enchanting.
Floral.
Angelic.
Bashful.
Awestruck.

Touch.
Spark.
Quiver.
Taste.

Lush.
Succulent.
Infinite.
Hope.

Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.
Black umbrellas,
Hearts expanding.
Black umbrellas,
Minds demanding.
Black umbrellas,
Lord commanding.
Black umbrellas,
No understanding.
Black umbrellas,
Bodies standing.