Pieces of heaven used to scatter within the trees,
Inviting all within borders but just you and me;
Now accidental words have brought you to leave,
Spoken in haste as I witnessed your soul grieve;
Possessing all of my fear, of each simple reverie-
Of each moment you enabled me to believe;
Whispers churned your lips from dew of the earth,
Assembling the beating that your imminence murmurs;
The pull of my heart as I urged for your affections,
Fulfilled momentarily in the clarity of your intentions—
But my veins now isolate in a dark excess,
As they ache from emotion by the guilt I access;
I now await a day that I see your loving face,
Breaking me from the dark and the lifelessness I taste;
For my veins that vibrate at the touch of your hand
Inquiring as all heaven and earth expand;
For soil that warmly pulses and all surrounding breathe,
As I mouth your promise that my spirit so believes.