You see through me and pretend to even when you don’t
When I’m with you heaven shines into my life as close as the light of the sun through the window and upon my face
I can be a baby, not out reliance upon you but upon God
For when two lovers hold hands having suffered a thousand lives, God blesses their union and clasps their hands as one
God’s will obstructed through obstruction became the will of one
And through his love he bent time and reality and the will of God through trial, patience, and endless memory of the voice he heard a thousand times.
“No matter what.”