Embrace

Sometimes it feels so right to shut out the world let the voices think we can't hear lay aside our good intentions embrace the one body and soul that brings us calm on this earth. Because no matter how brief the stillness of that moment lasts, it feels as that tranquility will be forever. Yet I do not speak of harmony or lasting joy or happiness or righteousness. I speak of the sin I desire. When the moment ends it is as if I lose consciousness and fall back into a dreary sleep. Mundane bleak tiresome shallow empty futile being. A dream in which to know thyself is to know only the envy of those who surround you every day the torture of not knowing if I am in your heart or forgotten. My heart says to lament my God says to forget and sin not and never a day will this sin be not sin but joy. My heart is doomed with you in this regard but I cannot let go so easily.