Reasons

She adorns herself with pearls
Dancing in the cool autumn leaves
And there's a buzzing in my ear
A faint twisting in my stomach

"What is it, what is this feeling that I do so love?"

Is it the way your hand grasps
For my hand
And caresses it with utmost care?

Is it the way you look at me
Like you were the first
To actually see what's there?

Or is it the way you speak
Of your care
For me?

Ultimately, as time will tell, I care for you
For all the reasons above
But most of all
I care for you
Because you are you

You are to me like a cool drink on a sweltering day

Requite

Oh what a feeling!
What a glorious reeling
From your heart to mine
A sensation so divine
And yet so hard
To define

A cacophony of emotions
Hope against fear
Longing against fulfillment
And love against bitter
Memory
Clanging and bashing in the most trying of ways
Though comforting in it's shared weight

But you have given so much
When you but utter my name.
And you raise my dreary head
With a touch of your hand.
And your soft sweet voice
Urges my confidence
And fuels my optimistic tendencies.

You are there like the sun
Even when out of reach
You're just around the bend
And you wait with open arms
For when we can once again
Be warmed by our mutual
Requited
Joy

You are to me a pearl: valuable and wonderful to look upon

For A Friend

I never asked you to be perfect
I only asked you to be here.

You are a friend that I couldn't let go. A companion whose worth is
Endless.
You are my sister.
I would not replace you
I could not
There's no other friend like you out there for me.

So no matter what, I will work to be your friend
A true friend giving of myself to give you help
Rest
And laughter

And all I ask in return is that you would be here with me
Walking in our Father's field
Looking, patiently, for His blessings
And helping eachother through all of the obstacles that enter our path.
Because that's what friends do

You are my friend.

Lonely

It's a cold cold place
When you're that falling tree alone in the woods
Can they hear your cry?
The tougher question still is
Was there a sound at all?

It's when everything in our grasp is pulled away,
like a ship steadliy sinking to the surface
Of the silent sea
Articles and property
Sliding to their new home.
Slipping to the depths

I miss warmth and shelter
Missing what I had once
What I mistreated
What I let go of.

What I want most of all now in this moment
Is for someone to hold me
To be my strength
For I am without
And to show me
That I am not alone, nor weak, nor without

But where are those arms to squeeze the bow of the doomed vessel?
Where is that kindness shown to the silent giant flying to his doom?
Where is my comfort?
And why all these
Questions

Would you hear me if I fell?

Brown Eyes

Like two little black holes pulling my essence apart
Like bull's eyes mocking arrow's meager attempts
Like inverted little lightening bugs lit the night
Like tiny pools of love, roped and fenced off from my grasp

I'm a sucker for a brown eyed girl, but saddly, any will suffice.
The darker?
The better.
Captivated, I move through time and space
You sitting there with that smile in those deep, deep eyes
What is it that I see in them?
Is it you? Can I see you in shiny little baubles that adorn the soul?
Or is it just wrapping paper covering what I can't imagine?

Or am I content with surface things?
Is that it?
I only want what I can grasp, desiring to pry carrots and roots from the ground
As opposed to digging deeper to uncover the pearl.

"Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?"

Shadow

Right now
Right in this moment
All that remains of a once roaring flame
Are tiny embers and
Smoke, wafting gently from the wick.
I was once enraged

Now?
Now I sit and think.
Thinking of so many things
And so many nothings

Thinking that where once was a man
Composed of anger and self-disgust
That man is gone
And I am now the echo of what was

I am Matt's thoughtful shadow

Though fret not, for I'm not alone.
Nay, not even am I me, but the sum
Of all the little lights around me.
Beautiful things that give shape to my formless
Existence.

And then there's one Light. One glorious orb. That when all of the little bulbs are far from sight or broken or dim, still radiates and will never fade.

I'm nothing but shadow, a form to accompany something real
Skewed by perception and angle
Faded by the darkness that surrounds
Bound to sidewalks and surfaces
But You still love me
And You give me more than I deserve

So draw near, dear Light, warm this shadow with Your rays. Allow this lowly apparition to know Your love and mercy. And if at all possible, twist this reality and manipulate it so that, despite all the laws that bind me to this two dimensional plane, I can feel and experience Your arms
wrapped around.
Bound naught by what surrounds
But by Your heart.

Amen