Had You Been There

If you had been there
I’d’ve seen you last!
And shown you the first light
of the sunrise in my eyes!
Would our hands have slipped together
in the space between goodnights?
And lullaby of your arms send me to sleep?
Would we wish upon the raindrops that patter in the street?
And eat the bowls of cherries with giggles and belief?
Would you’ve tell me we’d last forever?
and hold my precious heart?
Oh no,
But you’d left long ago!
And I wondered if I’d been there,
if I had seen you last,
would you’d’ve stayed here?
Would we’d’ve last?

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The Way it Feels:

Protected in your eyes,
Enveloped by your scent
Swept into your embrace
Singing of your face
Wish upon those hands
Asking for more time
Listening to your chest
Rest, Rise, Rest, Fall
Echoing through my toes
Acknowledging the safety
Relaxed by your breath
Connected in the stroke of your hair
Taking in the feeling
Stored away in hidden thoughts
Our space
Soothed by your thumb
Cleaned in your lips
Grasped by your love

Finally Embracing Rescue

I continue to desire rescue
Hoping each new set of arms will save me
But beside me is the Savior
Of whom I am unaware
He speaks to me
He tells me he can save me
He says I just have to let him
But I say, “Well . . . what about him?” and embrace new arms
Yet declaring I trust a kept remote Savior
I remain lost
Needing rescue
Desiring rescue
Avoiding rescue
Will I ever let Him in?
Then He entered my world
He spoke my heart tongue
And held my closer than breathe
I became lost in abandon to the only true Savior.
Finally Embracing Rescue

You’re the kind of trouble I enjoy

You’re the kind of trouble I enjoy
At half past 10, in the darkness
Roaring down the street.
Screaming lyrics, and playing air guitar.
Darting drafts darken my cheeks, as I grin
You’re the bonfire set ablaze on a twilit coast
As the dancer round and round
And we toss a little more on the fire
It’s the single rose at midnight when the whole house is asleep
And whispers at a back door that we hope doesn’t creek
Then you drive off like thunder
You are staying in on a Friday night
Power chords taking over
And the thumping heard inside me
It’s when I grab on and hold tight
And you smile down at me
Only to sweep up in your next great adventure
It’s the sun burning down and the wish of forever

“Darling”

He calls me Darling
It’s my favorite name 
It means beautiful woman 
I love you
And makes my fall again

He calls me darling
Flowers in my hair, waist high fields of copper
Turning back at my name

He calls me Darling
It’s my favorite name 
It means beautiful woman 
I love you
And makes my fall again

He calls me darling
Hair blowing around, on the porch in a thunderstorm
Smiling at my name

He calls me Darling
It’s my favorite name 
It means beautiful woman 
I love you
And makes my fall again

He calls me darling
Tears puddling around me, In the cemetery after the ceremony
Allowing his embrace at my name

He calls me Darling
It’s my favorite name 
It means beautiful woman 
I love you
And makes my fall again

He calls me darling
Cribbage winner, at the old folks home
Laughing at my name

He calls me Darling
It’s my favorite name 
It means beautiful woman 
I love you
And makes my fall again

God’s Presence Satisfies

God’s Presence Satisfies
It’s in between moments.
When no one is looking, or maybe they are.
Also the empty shotgun on my commute, where praise and worship rise.
I enter with tears.
Always better than a thousand elsewhere.
How much I love to dwell in the rush of your presence!
Coexistence with the God of the world.
Whisks me up and spins me around.
Making me laugh, a real laugh, that comes from marrow.
I know I could stay and never leave.
Often sin entices and drags me away.
Over and over I leave with him.
Each time you welcome me back in Celebration.
Yes it is sweet in the presence of the Lord.

Great

The wall in China
Alexander
Grandparents
Is our God
A sarcastic comment
Frosted Flakes
Job review
10 on a ten point scale
Barrier reef
Depression
Adjective
Denoting either good or bad
Large or small
Personality
If one word told a story.
Yours would be “Great.”