The Vista Wide Unbroken

The vista wide
unbroken by the
sound of my heart
and yours
the drum of spoken
passion pounds upon the
hopes of both
and I would grasp
and not relinquish what
cannot be held what
cannot be denied what
cannot be dreamt
to make it true
only hope spells the
future of our union
in the language of our
(un)common love
two native speakers
of a tongue
only we can speak
only we can hear
only we can know
the cadences of
our truest selves
the music of
your voice alone
the harmony of our
coupled speech together
distinct different
captivating words we say
have never been said
the way we say them
the way we mean them
the way we feel them
the world is flooded
with our radiance
and dances upon the
surface of our sun
all the single points of
our luminous certainty
shall guide us in a flood
of fellowship and this
is but a moment
only a moment
of the whispered certain
love within our eyes.