The Distance

In your mind
And in your breath  
Find me  
I beg of your impenetrable walls  
To crumble and come  
Down  
  
My God....
down and all around me..  
   
I'd love to hear you  
lying and next to me  
   
Make me a believer    
   
I might believe    
   
Pant my name right out loud  
In singular high  
And sweetness    
It might ease your tongue    
And stroke into it  
   
I know that I would....  
   
I wish that i could  
   
I would for you  
   
I would find that place in me  
Where my name    
On your tongue could reach  
Death's bed beaches  
And propel them to the shore  
Slamming waves  
Eroding rocks
and ungodly placement  
   
And over...  
Over, over  
   
Over.  
   
But a lifetime more than  
geology between us  
More than an ocean could stand  
without parting  
Much more than I had thought to  
place willingly    
   
Even still    
My longing turns readily    
And responds wildly    
To even the thought of it  
   
Asking more of the archer in me    
Than my pull can possibly bring  
I feel the need to draw the bow    
Intensely    
   
But Christ the intensity  
   
It is...  
Intense  
   
Too much    
Too far  
To pull that mark  
And unable to hit?    
   
Once more...  
   
I withdraw    
   
   
   
(To these endless recesses where the thought of even a whisper....crosses and begins)