My Gratitude

How could I feel so much

From someone that lay
so many miles away

The way he touched me

Like some kind of magic trick

No hands

Just words whispered from lips

That slipped inside my heart

Though I could not watch their movement

Still, I felt the need to kiss

Make it true

Make it love

Make it this

For as long as the clock’s hands move

And as far as ours will reach

For as long as love has nothing to prove

And life has everything to teach

I will have someone to thank

Make it live

Make it move

Make it bliss

And now I go

Toward a season undiscovered

with no layers

with no fan

with no you

no way of knowing

whether I’ll fly away

or stand

no fingertips tracing

the lifeline on my hand

Make it fate

Make it you

Make your way to me

For as long as destiny has a resting place

And desires need a soft spot to land

For as long as hearts feel the urge to race

And canyons remain wide and grand

You, my love, will have my gratitude