ever before my eyes.
each time I try
each time I fail again, I die.
And I must believe that if the fates decide
to succumb and surrender, to trust
that the roads will lead me again back to you.
back to an embrace that has weathered the pangs of love and defeat
that has withstood the agony of waiting to one day meet
I love you.
but what is love in the eyes of our God who presses us to let go
and bleed back into him, all our fears and longing desires
that if it be so, I will permeate myself again in the perfumes of your love,
and quench my thirst with the tears of your eyes.