His love
is the winter  
solstice, mounting  
the top of her world
where  
her love  
is the summer  
equinox, embracing  
the basis  
of his

Forgiveness
Is the only thing
Keeping me from you
And
You from me
I know I hurt you
You know you hurt me too
Forgotten transgressions resurrect
And breathe like Lazarus
On a bad day
Angry at being awakened
From dreams and visions
Of nothing at all

Will the healing words
Of Him who commanded the dead man rise
Have the same effect on us
When we hear Him call us by name
And tell us to leave behind
Enemies of love
To defeat them
Without mercy
With
Forgiveness

You may not have been birthed in the soil,
and granted,
you will not blossom
when spring melts winters wake
but inside of you
grows a thousand gardens
full of exploding stars.
You are of the earth
and your ashes
have been constructed with stardust,
and set free with the wind.
So you may not have a pretty face,
and your body may hold stories
of too many moonless nights alone.
But if you reach inside,
you will find a forest
for a ribcage
and a restless ocean heart.
So don't ever let anyone tell you
you are nothing.
You are a galaxy
holding a million different planets,
and my dear,
that is not nothing.

When the morning light comes on as surely as the night has gone,she's left and I am laying here
with pins and needles in my legs,
I fear the day.

She says that she'll come back to me
but all I see is endlessness,
the more I see the less I know,
why did the lady have to go?

I look into the mirror
see the shattering of temple urns,
my eyes turn inward, so I see
the image of the man I'll be,

I close my eyes and see no more.

I am all yours, take me
My heart,
             my mind,
                              my soul

I love you forever, believe me
I am all yours,
                 my man...

                         ...my all.