Michelle,
I sought a peace and a grace as bright as this world's beginning, as astounding as nature’s
might.
I sought a truth hidden away and stayed for it to kiss my ready mouth.
I sought the lover’s song with its pursed and famished lips; I wandered the earth for her
lair
Like an angel in search of brilliant wings to pin upon a lungful of air.
I looked where I thought angels dwelled, hoping to glimpse their hands opening up the
sky,
I even peered into those spaces where I knew an angel would never fly.
I heard their enchanting music; bells ringing ever so quietly in that dimness of another
world
Where I imagined us soaring forever in a multicolored sky of birds.
I sought a love and a soul as bright as imagination, as astounding as the world’s red
Dawn.
I sought a veiled truth and lingered there for it to kiss my ready jaws.
I wandered down the streets and the alleys in search of the key to unchain forever’s
door
Like some weary worn god scouring universes to find his evermore.
I sought all of these things as if I lived in a fairytale of magical creatures that couldn’t
be,
then you, with wing-draped hands, reached down and rescued me.
With true love,
Mark
© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman
