Constantly risking absurdity

I risked a breadth of a fortune
To come full-circle into your receiving
Arms, and I felt the world
Drop beneath me, like Jesus forgot
His cross to bear, and the soft down
On your arms provided no
Comfort as I watched my life slip
Through the gaps in my toes.
It's absurd for you to love a girl like me,
With eyes so gray I call them blue
And for mountains of white knees
And puckered grasps, I only wish
Yours matched mine, and that the
Embrace of your arms around my waist
Felt little more than a bond.

I must say, though, I can't help but touch
My fingers to your cheeks whenever I see your
Heart beat in your eyes, to see a soft ripple
Pull across your collected self and your gentle
Smile; That hard kiss like you were branding your lips
To my own and your fidgety fingers at my neck.
The quiet way we would breathe out of one set of lungs.

Softly, we would watch the world drop beneath my knees,
Slipping as quietly away as if it had stolen your soul
While you were sleeping, and the sharp longing
Fell over like a jumbled child
When you asked and I said yes.