periphrasis

things become

as they are meant to be

when left to glorious fate

(or so

I’ve been told.)

believing,

needing,

understanding this

love I hold dear for her

while simply unrequited

requires a soft touch

and,

inconveniently,

a heavy hand.

lifting her up in verse

and trying to paint the

ceiling of This cathedral

in such a fashion that will

captivate &

intrigue;

creating something that

perhaps

she will find herself

longing for

once again.

the magic of this emotion

simply stated

is this:

when given choice and chance

to parlay this genesis

between us

the last thing

I would do on the seventh day

is rest.