I see you
And there you stand
Woman of grace
Of passion
Of eloquent wonder
Lady composed
Of softest dream
And biting reality
Who flows and encompasses
Like water
But consumes
Like fire
And shines bright
Creating the closest thing
We
As lessers in the grander
Have to seeing stars
And tears fall from my eyes
In the hearing
And the knowing
As your hand meets
Mine
That you aren’t made
For me
What cruelty is this
That such a
Gift
Such a
Wonder
Such gold in the midst
Of a mountain of treasure
Can never know
What sweet things
Owning such can bring?
And like that
God brings
A humble man to his knees
Lovely
Beyond me
Beyond my grasp
Lovely
Ever fervent
In fury or in solace
Lovely
Ever natural
Yet otherworldly
LOVELY
Ever present
That burns in my mind
Not for me

...not for me

So I hope lovely
For lovely’s sake