Christmas ’06

I am careful to speak of your name.
Careful that angels hear how much I love you
and they might decide to tame your heart so
it does not reflect the depths of my passion.
I do not speak of our story
for fear that every time I utter a word,
it would fade away in my memory
and tarnish, until both of us cannot remember.
So the whole world spins, unaware,
while, my entirety keeps itself still,
protected and sheltered in your embrace;
Encased, not within your promises, but within your faith.

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