Day Five: You Are

I wanna love you- selfless as the sun

Trust you as I trust these mountains ‘neath my feet

You are my favorite hymn sung from Sunday morning pews

I am too much to love; you are far too much to lose

You are newspaper ink and orange juice

in clean, clear jars

You are

I wanna listen to your words as I sing to the rain

Soaking in each syllable that leaves your lips

Flipping through Bible pages in coffee shops

I am not who I ought to be

But you make me want to be

More than an apparition; you make me want to be here

I wanna trace the freckle constellations on your skin

You’re the only one I’ve let into this ribcage of mine

You are morning sunlight

Crawling through half-drawn curtains

And dancing on my cheekbones

You are more home than my tired feet have ever known

I wanna love you-selfless as the sun

Trust you as I trust these mountains ‘neath my feet

I want to sink my roots down beside your’s

Grow to let these branches hold firm 

I want to be the morning breath you kiss

Before you spill coffee down your button down

You are laughter spilling over on hard wood floors

You are