By You

Rewind the whispers
Lay your head on my shoulder

Let the leaves play in the wind
Counting my blessings

Your eyes on the lilacs
Your brow furrowed

The soil black and rich
You dig up the cadence

yet another hymn
of resourceful belief

Leave your fingertips
on the brittle surface

Diving into the blue sky and clouds
rush of cold water in the basin

In a daydream
you are in robes

with sunbeams in your hair
ready for the revels

Locked sighs
tearing away the fabric

Butterfly wings
Dust of chalk cliffs

you breathe deep
while I catch mine

Why believe in fate
when you are on my doorstep