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.