I could say you are the blood within my veins.
I could say I love the very bones of you.
Could say I bless each day that wains,
For all the days are not enough with you.
For this fierce love is far beyond my form.
It is as wide as all the firmament,
It reaches far beyond galactic storm,
Then rushes back again, all heaven-sent.
With every atom of myself that feels,
I worship you, and feel that I am blessed.
For just the very thought of you mends, heals,
Will always do, until my day of rest.
© Tom Tide 2016