Everything is perfect

A Poem by Kris Jansen

The lighting is to a minimum,
Focusing on four small candles in front of me.
No one by my side,
No one in front of me, but you are here.
I see you.

There is no sound in this state of peace.
Accepting this silence for what it brings me;
Peace.
And though it is quiet, your voice echoes in my mind.
I hear you.

"I love you" you say to me.
And I love you, as my arms reach to the sky and slowly come together as one.
Falling down to my chest, I place them near my heart.
I feel you.

My heartbeat is slow.
So slow, like yours.
Right now we are one, blending our life together.
Blending our lives together.
And this synchronizing sound is the most beautiful melody.
I let it consume every part of me, and suddenly,
I am on my hands and knees.
Innocent like a child, loved like those passed on.

I reach my hands out so far.
You seem out of reach but you are not.
You prove me wrong as my fingers are interlocked with yours.

Thank you.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you for your words.
Thank you for your touch.
Thank you for your soul.

Tonight I rest, but not alone.
Tonight I rest with you.
I lay on these cold sheets,
But I am embraced by the warmth of your loving heart next to mine.
Goodnight my dear.
Goodnight my love.
We are never alone.
Everything is perfect.