I fell in love with a man
Who made me blush and smile
And held me safely
Like I was a child

He told me of his dream
Where the world was pure again
Made anew in ways unthinkable
Beautiful, pure, something unchangeable
He called it his Heaven

No more locked breathing, said he
Where our rib cages swing
And our thoughts are released
Unburdened and free

The sea is clean, safe, and saltless
The sand stays where it is
We can swim, he says, without our limbs
Constantly threatening to fail us

The mountains are proud and sturdy
They sway to the song the universe makes
Giving back every sound that they take
Singing deep in their roots till the ground is alive

The sky is a blue, perfect gem
Untouched by harmful light or chemical
Pinned up by stars so it cannot fall
Rainbowed, glowing, and natural

The trees tell stories with each leaf
Green, supple, bards with each rustle
Pushing and swaying
Like hair being tousled

The deer are white gold pelted
And stomp life with each cloven hoof
Where all who pass leave them be
Left to run wild, innocent and free

This is the world, when he whispers to me,
That he paints with his words and promises
An image of somewhere far away
Where we sit at one table with family

Colors are full, luscious and living
There is no age, weight, or falsity
To hold us down and weigh our souls
All voices are free and sound out with singing

He sits me on his criss-crossed legs
And smiles against my cheek
He tells me each morning, day, and night
“This Heaven was dreamed for you”
My man, my dreamer, my very light

And then he called it our Heaven