i looked you in the eyes
and i took your words as gospel
preacher of the light
the filler of void
an anchor in the middle of the ocean
and on this cruise, you were the voice of reason
that outfit you can wear during any season-
i pray to you;
before thy i kneel and worship the grace you give
the challenge in your eyes gives strength to those
that can’t will themselves from bed
that can’t summon the strength
that wish for change and are granted borrowed time from your generous hands
that you for the gifts wrapped in neat bows
an angel from below i thought sent to curse
to burn
yet you tend to my gardens
for i
for i am only a humble poet
a dancer of water for the moons wishes
a singer for those souls that cherish the moments that never end
and you granted my wish
for that;
i will love in my borrowed time
i will write about your words
about your beauty
about this life, from this view
