Friday, December 20, 2013

Poetry Hour: Entry 3: Evermore

Evermore
 
Come make it worth it
Come be a part
Come and be perfect
Come steal my heart

Bring me to a place
Where everything is green
Where the freckles on your face
Are not quite what they seem

Where your eyes dance as stars
And the earth melts to sky
Where there’s beauty in your scars
And it’s something you can’t deny

Touch the dust in the air
Knowing they’re flecks of gold
Watch sparkles light your hair
Knowing we won’t grow old

Come make it worth it
Come be a part
Come and be perfect
Come, don’t break my heart

Run across the mountain
Let your lungs let go the strife
Lie with me in the fountain
Waters drenching us with life

Is it so new this feeling of love?
Is it not something we knew before?
Is it not the adoration of the dove
Which overflows from him evermore?

Now let it be known to us two
And those we hold most dear
That this we share is blessed to few
And nothing, except He, can interfere

Come make it worth it
Come be a part
Come and be perfect
Come hold my heart

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