Time is a faucet being slowly opened until the trickle becomes a torrent.
Time is flying by and we’ve been growing together
into one...
You are to me
My everything, True Love,
Filling me with glee,
Ordained by One above
Audaciously you leapt
Into my longing life
And though your mother wept
Steadfast, you quelled her strife
I, kneeling in the leaves
You, in that clownish-dress
Your acquiescence thrilled me
When you uttered, simply, “Yes.”
And now, like melting candles
Our beings intertwine
You hold me by the handles
I drink your kiss like wine…
It’s of the finest vintage
This kiss of yours, so fine
Each lip expressly minted
To snugly fit with mine
The mountains stretch toward heaven
Sky lies down with sea
The Lord has blessed a fallen being
And you are all to me
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:41 PM UTC
Time is a faucet being slowly opened until the trickle becomes a torrent.
Time is flying by and we’ve been growing together
into one...
You are to me
My everything, True Love,
Filling me with glee,
Ordained by One above
Audaciously you leapt
Into my longing life
And though your mother wept
Steadfast, you quelled her strife
I, kneeling in the leaves
You, in that clownish-dress
Your acquiescence thrilled me
When you uttered, simply, “Yes.”
And now, like melting candles
Our beings intertwine
You hold me by the handles
I drink your kiss like wine…
It’s of the finest vintage
This kiss of yours, so fine
Each lip expressly minted
To snugly fit with mine
The mountains stretch toward heaven
Sky lies down with sea
The Lord has blessed a fallen being
And you are all to me
