Her and Heaven

so if you look in the right direction you might see it
You might see the way it glistens burning brightly in the sun
And only if you listen will you hear the sound so sweetly
as it basks in life completely
naked free and on the run

For love so loved to be forgotten
it also loved to be in bloom
It even loves to be developed,
ripened,
picked,
and packaged...
for consumption

But its favorite role is with another
underneath a blanket
in a house, and on a bed
or in a truck or back seat of a car
in the woods or on a rock
or by a lake
or somewhere far
from civilization
yet it loves the sound of chiming bells
and cars doors opening and slamming honking horns
and wofting smells
And oh the taste, it can be bitter
it can be even sweeter still
and every time you're with her
You know
We know what love is
what it feels like
what it does
what it wants and what it gets
love is the reason
for
all
things
to exist
yet
so many things that don't concern it
live beside it and reside
they take their place in this world
just the same as you and I

What shall be will be
I love
and you love
it's only a matter of time