The trees bear witness to my love for you
I reside in the space betweenÂ
Branches and grass
The arm cradles my honest soul
I think of you on my lunch break and I think of you on a drive
God has told me that I am the unknown
I sit in it
Ever osmosis
Between I and prophecy
That I love you but time evades me
I pencil in some time to think of you
Pack a ream of you in my pocket
And waste all my prayers on the sick
