When she whispers

“maybe”

and the virtues and the principalities take pause

and supplication is suspended

and heaven can wait for a moment

to hear her command

“please”

and the river takes wonder

and hold up to the banks

“Should I follow the flow this way

or no over the land,”

“please”

and time itself is suspended

frozen in her presence

who am I to stand before the forces of heaven and earth

and deny her… a kiss?

“yes”

and the fires of Hades are quenched

my sins are forgiven and forgotten

new I stand, a better man

worthy and ready to love you forever

“I love you”

there is no world around us

there is no future, or past

only us, in a moment of utter perfect hope

I hold a vision of a future that could be

if maybe can become please yes I love you…then I have found you at last

and you I...it is time to begin