I'll Stand
on my tiptoes  
Atop
Of a mountain
To steal the moon
And
Make the world go dark
To light up your eyes

I'll clutch the
cold, soft
earth
In my fist
And sprinkle it
Beneath
Your bare feet
For you
To walk on

I'll pluck the wind
And lock it up
In a mason jar
And pour you
A glass
For the moments
That take your breath away

And if any of these shall ever
Run out,
I will LOVE you back to life
With
Kisses
dreams
And truth.