Humming - Branches

Fingers extend

And find the lonely pen

Who has no thoughts of his own

Filling pages with

The sound of your lips

As they run off the desk and fill up the room

You let out a cry

With your hand held high

In the window-blue, laughter-filled, teardrop sky

The clouds start to speak

I remember them each

Every raindrop that fell from its place

And slipped down your cheek

Lips buzz along

Humming towards home

Your breath is a love song

Marching beside

The ins and outs of your sigh

Pushing and pulling in perfect time

Breathing clouds from our lips

And we’re starting to kiss

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

The rain falls around

Our doubts learn to drown

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

The rain joins along

In apocalyptic song

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

The clouds learn to sing

The sky stomps its feet

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!