drop it all

if i met you tomorrow,
i'd drop everything.
i'd stop everything
just to let you know that you are worth it.

if you bumped into me and knocked my books down,
i'd leave them there.
on the floor, face up;
just the way you make me feel.

all life aside and just with you.
i don't need a huge house,
filled with gratuitous amounts of stuff.
a shack would do,
simply built for two,
and pots to catch the rain.

on the side of mountain
overlooking the sea,
or in the rundown projects
in the back alley.
our home,
my spouse.
just us and God.

asking Him questions,
quoting scripture we are struggling with.
losing sleep because sleep only takes away from time with each other.

i'm not crazy good looking,
i'm not chiseled out of white marble.
i'm not smooth or slick.

i'm quirky and have dreams to give.

*shrug*

-Lnk-