Sundreams

i open my eyes and tenderness rushes in.

in the early glow of the morning

i lay in your bed with my hair sprawled out

and watch the gentle rise and fall of your ribs

as you breathe.

the universe melts away.

light years fly by without us noticing.

i softly touch your hair.

you stir.

everything outside of this moment

dissolves

into nothingness.

—

it's April again except this time

i'm with you.

we float from moment to moment.

you hold my hand to keep me from drifting away.

these days it feels like the world is roaring.

despite the noise,

i feel more at peace than i've ever been.

what is life

if not paradoxical?

—

yes last night i dreamt of your golden-green eyes.

i dreamt of the week we spent in Wyoming.

the smell of pine trees and a Saturday sunset.

pushing quarters into pool tables

and speed bowling

and carving our initials into secret places

and swaying in the kitchen of our tiny cabin

and giving ourselves space to simply exist.

learning that

things don't have to be perfect

to be wonderful.

the chaos exists right outside our window

but we cling to each other

and believe in the God who brought us here.

when the dust settles

i want it to be you and me in the end.

—

i open my eyes and the weight of forever rushes in.