Love Mauls Monstrosities

I've tripped over tree branches To scope the patterned stones That eventually lead to you I'd turn over all 500 pages and toil with this pen for 7 years To hand Laban all my wages I'd part the red sea And forfeit this staff To bring you back to me This mind will not rest Until trees grow back its leaves And gather the weeds to build our nest These arms eat spinach to be the best I'd carry the world for you, Atlas would be no contest Littering the rest of the sense I make Circles roll around crumbs It's your love I proclaim for God's sake Shatter me not For glass shards bleed this heart Be the welcoming drink Be the anchor before I sink ©jkemac