this space in my heart is meant for you

Did you know?
The space between our lungs hides little stars
that dance, and glimmer, and dream of night
and the out-stretched arms of the sky
as the owl and mockingbird make calls to dark.
I have often told you so.

And between our toes there grows a longing for the sea
for the steady come-and-go of the waves
and with them, a sweeping away of the cares of the world.
Sea birds call back and forth across its shores
and entice you with songs to let go, let go.

Have you noticed?
the longing for sunshine which rests atop your cheeks
and the sprinkled freckles that lay there?
They sing for the blue sky above you
and the clouds that sail like ships across its face
as you run between rows of blueberry bushes,
laughing into the afternoon air.

Have you felt it?
Beneath our skin there is a hunger for the mountains,
the air so crisp and the horizon stretching endlessly out before you,
the silence that envelopes you and holds you to stillness.
How small you feel as you sit in the shade of evergreens which rise regally above you.
You stare at them in awe and wonder how many years they have seen,
how many seekers of tranquility, traveling up the same path.

Do you know?
Beneath my ribs there is a muscle
that beats and pounds and longs for you.
Though the mind knows your faults
beneath its cage, the heart chooses to be blind to them all.
Its love is steadfast. At times bold and extravagant.
Others times, it is quieter, full of patience and forgiveness.
It waits patiently for you, for the day you can call it your own.
I have often longed to tell you so.