Full-Circle

If I speak of the longing
Does it negate my peace?
I want not to owe joy any debt
And what of the absence
For these one million nights
Ought I think that I don’t deserve rest?
When I’m down on my knees
Asking God to hold you
Lest I fail to place your heart most high
A far part of me knows
From your eyes and your prose
You’ll arrive in answer to my sigh

Not Too Far

There is a particular someone
A nobody I know exists
If just in my mind
A jokester and kind, whose pure walk I cannot resist

I bid in vain -live in a new heart
Inhabit another soul’s plans
It’s my own fault I know
For each place that I go, I seek out that voice and those two hands 

Say It

I will surrender 
To the crazy way you say
The concerted, intense
Way you say your name

I’ll first speak it out loud
Clear into your ear
You’ll tell me louder
What that makes you feel

I’ll murmur it again
In a nonchalant way
A cool, collected
Nonchalant way

If it’s the last thing I do
I’ll surrender you will say