if only
i could tear out my heart as a page
and send it to you
a letter you could follow
instead of the fast paced words
that escape my mouth
in rapid melody
breathless over the timeless metronome
that has become my heart

if you
could read that page
oh -
how you could see the way i love you

if only
i could wrap you in that paper

if only
you could feel what my arms
wish to portray
eager and open to you
for you have become my holy ground
for which i have been searching
a place to rest my weariness
and read
to you

those pages