weightless

it weighs like silver there in your hand 

you ask nothing, make no commands 

I look into your eyes and your heart that entices 

your kiss may cost but I'll pay any price 

blessed by the heavens--the blue sky above 

in the fluttering wings of a snow white dove 

there is plenty of room in this chambered coffer 

storing this love and the hope that is offered 

inside the door of what can't be seen 

I wake and remember this sweet, sweet dream 

it lies weightless there, in the palm of your hand 

I'll sacrifice all that your heart demands

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License