Adoration

My vision

either clarifies or distorts

from the thought of you

Everything about you

is remarkable

your smile, your voice, your eyes

as magnificent

as your thoughts, your faith, your purpose

You speak to me

The thought of you makes me feel

like a child on a swing

head and body falling backward

legs up toward the sunlit sky

as the motion butterflies inside of me

You move me

If I close my eyes, you are there

no moment allows

for your departure from my mind

all real or imagined time

is spent with you

You possess me

No other Muse

could ignite my imagination

to give form and substance

to my words, my art, my dance

and keep me going

in the dark or tiresome hours

You empower me

Call my name and I will come

Beg for me and I am yours

Cry for me and I will serve

for I know nothing other than

this which consumes,

my complete and unconfined

adoration