Fruits of ***** I might never know
had we never loved so sweet
When we did plant seeds of desire
little chancing we might meet

Holding my breath as I jumped
chancing all on a single toss
Leaped the very bonds of Earth
trying for the worlds I would cross

But God did see my grasp inflated
as he pulled me back to Earth
Saying of my tenacity
"you have oversteped your worth"

Filled with confidence I did go
never caring what he'd said
For I would listen to no one
as I had no fear nor dread

Now holding to that grasp of faith
it's for you I shed my tears
Knowing you alone are worthy
of loving all of my years

Tate
Original poem with the music that it needs
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/531756/