I'm looking, searching,
for you my dear,
Your love is in my sights.

Were I to hold a candle,
dear,
You'd be my glowing light.

I could not, would not,
wish for you to say
that I'm your only one,

Unless my heart looked to yours
like a thousand burning suns.

So all I ask
in this poem to you,
is that you'll understand,

I only desire
a love that earns
the want of a wedding band.

I catch a glimpse of you sitting there on the side walk.
By yourself, random guy, I don't know who you are.
Man, do I ever sound like the creep?
But that's okay, I'm imagining what you're
contemplating down there.
Could it be a hazy daydream that floats
to the heavens with the smoke from your cigarette?
I look back up, and you're gone.
Could this have been just a dream?
The star-shaped glow of the street lamp tells
me otherwise.
Maybe one day you'll see me reminiscing on some-such
matters of importance.
Wouldn't that be funny?
And the only One who really knows
besides ourselves
is the One who knows us better than we know
ourselves.
I like to think He delights in our thoughts,
His children,
no matter how unimportant or minuscule they seem to be at times.
Let's take some time to dwell on Him.

i want to tell a story,
a story with my words.
you and me together,
the finest flock of birds.

we fly together always,
although we are apart.
your wings beat strong beside me,
while I fleetingly dance and dart.

Up over mountains,
across all seas,
We have not travelled yet.

but flying forever,
beside you,
My Heart in Yours is Kept.

Bone of Bone,
Blue of Blue,
I don't see anyone
the way I see You.

Like a model who walks,
With hair all astray,
That's how I see you,
in a most
Similar Way.