For You

9/12/2011

He weighs me down with coupled words

Like "You are" and, "so beautiful"

Until I cannot breathe from smiling

He lifts me up with a gentle hand on my throat

Kisses trails of sunlight across my face

And when he holds me I feel more.

More than ever that I could be something

Worth holding onto

And what a relief! To be free of all the letting go

For once I am held tight, told truth, and trusted by

More than a man-but a force.

He is gravity and love, a constellation of hope.

He believes in me, and in return I believe

That there is goodness in the world

And he is the beating heart of it.

~Cassandra Freiborg