Night Hope
Undone by Mercy
You render sighs from my mouth
with tender truths
luminous within your harvesting eyes.
Drifting on your sacred breath,
desire rippling underneath my ribs,
I am undone by mercy.
You offer your soul freely with both hands,
sowing my fields fervently
with your wildly whispered prayers
to this sultry night sky ~
I am soothed by your echoing plea.
Holding me closely,
we sway to music only we can hear.
You paint my life
with the generous colors
of your language,
serene & knowing.
The stars inhale your bold adoration
& new galaxies are borne aloft.
Lifted by your strength,
I fall into believing
that all things are possible
when you are near.
The wind murmurs quietly
through the forest of your heart,
moving me with its song.
Honorable mention
Adding your comment:
Ya know I adore ya, Muddy. I tell ya so often 'nough. 
You're one of the purest Souls I know. When Shakespeare wrote "To thine own self be true", he somehow already knew YOU would be. YOU are filled with why I love art in its many varied forms, be it poetry, music, art...& we'll always have McPherson as a bond. I don't believe in coincidences, Richard. I think God puts certain people in our path at certain times for specific reasons. Not all are meant to stay. I'm glad we cruise the same scenic highways, Dear Heart. If I don't see ya (for real) in this lifetime, I'll catch up with ya in the next one. I owe ya a few bigazzhugs. 
Thanks for hosting, Scribe. Most of all, thanks for Being, my Friend. 
