It's in the Heart of the Matter

Dark shades of night now mask my eyes, and lead me to this place,
Where once I came in sorrows grasp, with he who would erase
The emptiness that swallowed me, that set me far apart ;
Could he who held my ice-cold hand help heal my broken heart?

And why this place of barren trees, of moss and crumpled leaves,
E’en though it be his Lunar Edge, my mind could not perceive
How water, rock, and sightless sounds could bring a soul to life,
A soul clutched tight in doubt’s cruel hand, o’erwhelmed by rampant strife.

His voice is gentle as he speaks, vague sounds of heartfelt words,
I feel so distant and removed, and yet I’m somehow stirred.
The words that slip in through my ears are won’drous, yet absurd.
For they are words from deep within, like none I’ve ever heard.

“You’re the first and only one I’ve ever brought out here,
And if I have my way of ways, please let me make it clear,
Not only first, but also last, the one and only one,
I pray that we will always be, what we’ve tonight begun.

For you are all I’ll ever want, a dream that’s come alive,
That first day that I met you there, I knew I’d not survive
Without those sky-blue eyes of yours, and pure angelic face,
That makes me feel alive once more and makes my rapt heart race.”

Not only his heart races now, for mine is touched and moved.
And in the chill and darkness there this won’drous man has proved
That what my heart of hearts has KNOWN can now be free at last,
And what once was is now no more – it’s buried in the past.

So standing on this high up place beneath the moon’s bright glow,
And staring at adoring eyes that seem to clearly know,
Despite the doubt and pain I hold as two lives un-entwine,
That I’m the one to be his own, as surely as he’s mine.

Now here amidst the rocks and trees and water’s glist’ning jewels,
We stand and hug and drink it in, ignoring all those fools
Who loved and lost us in the past, and often did mislead,
But led us to each other now, as heaven has decreed.