The Sun Smashed In On Me

The sun smashed in on me

From the brightness of your joy.

And with your slightest caress,

The gentlest rays,

Light on fire the caverns of my chest -

oranges and reds -

the sun's glow,

sparking the dying embers

crackling in my heart - not old -

but ill...aching.

Nooks and crannies decades lost

flush in that cleansing flame.

The shine of the new -

Irredeemably dulled from idealism's lost hope -

Rejuvenate to the more subtle gleam

of one since found.

My dear one,

Each heaviest breath,

Drawn deeper to

Hold you in....tight,

Asks more of my backbone and slumping form

Than any breath prior.

And yet, meaning fraught,

fulfillment found,

Tending that tiny soul,

Destined for God's eternity.

The seeping weight-

leaking love's pearly tears -

yet buouys me up with the

light of our joy, weightless

Never before known to me.