Patiently Building You
Someone asked “where have you been?”
and my reply is heart and truth.
I have thought of you for centuries,
I have conceived of you for millennia,
Patiently building you for aeons,
and I have died for you every second.
For I sit frozen in my cave of sorrow,
wrapped in a blanket of burning ice.
Constructing you in my waiting dreams,
a raging fire in the coldest of prisons.
That is where I have always been,
where I am, and will forever be.
Until the hour you step beyond fear
and the moment you look at me.