before God
I Rolled over Upon Clover
Like the Softness of Dreams
And Lo did They Become.
One eye awe the other inspired
To Meet Beneath
The Streetlamp of the Sun.
There you grew Amidst
A Field of flowering Love
Stand revealed; No word concealed,
Within this Perfect Moment ever Sealed.
I can feel your breathing in my heartbeat,
In between the beats, You are inhaled;
The Beating and the Beat become the same.
Our Rolling Dream, Life's Thundered Skies
To Tame.
And you Appear.
An apparition felt without intent,
Heaven sent.
To Be before.
Passing only through the Senses
God Himself, has Wore.
You are the Memory God Invokes
When Beauty Be His Way,
And I am Blessed to Share with You
The Joy of Each New Day.
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