My heart sighs in a language that does not yet exist 

I lament 
My feeble knees and weary heart I deplore

How I would worship you like the immortal you are

Make me stronger

Everyday I pray for vigor

I must tell him

His eyes are my religion

Because of him

My heart can endure more pain than I ever thought possible

Let me be your bride

You summoned masterpieces from my chaotic mind

Bridled the restless spirits

And his graceful hands reeled in my wandering soul