Rivers

And God drew words upon manuscripts
Of universal wonder
Maps that are now my skin
Reams of truth upon the organ called my heart
The beat of life
Strums
There was never goodbye
Written in
Just echoes of need
Chaos makes no amends
Must be dispatched into the realms of nothingness
But tender pleas to be robed in arms
On my knees, I whisper longingly
For understanding when I am weak and cannot see
Only needing warmth
Your touch
Your love, I would breathe
No outside force
To know
Still waters embrace
While rivers flow
In desire
Yearning for you to feel me
For you to see
In sound waves we weave
Notes left mysteriously
Do not leave
We are imprinted timelessly
Look, into me
For what is yours to see

~ Mindinspired