Close to You, I am
close to tears
for Your beauty moves me like
a sunrise, like a baby’s breath, like
the second movement of Beethoven’s seventh
and never will I be able to fully articulate
how Your grace renders my heart
useless except to cry.
I miss You
even though You are here
because I cannot grasp You fully; like a dream
You dance just out of imagination’s reach
though I string together all my best
words to try to understand
and impress You.
adore You, not even
love You, just gaze through tears
and sniffle at the wonder
of You. I am
blessed to have even
an inkling of You
and to have glimpsed even
the barest shadow of Your eternal elegance.
It is too much to ask that You love me;
only bless me never to forget
the delight of You.