CRESCENT UNTIL MORNING: THE DAYBREAKING IN OF YOUR IRIS

Jesus,

I will never dispute

the power held by your name.

Yet,

we must remove what

we’ve caught in all those

years of fishing for answers,

please.

Please,

so I can move freely,

for us.

You’ve done a number on my lungs.

It’s essential that we

see the gravity in this mountain

of vitality.

So,

read my lips,

hold these words dear,

my love,

weave into the light branching out

in and of our embracing.

Retire this vexation,

climb

down,

and

release your vision.

Liberate us from these chains,

these outlines of stone.

Revolve into flight,

captive no longer.

PLEASE.