To He Who is The One

And so she says to He who is The One:

Where shall I find the origin of my thoughts? Why does my heart seem to beat only to the rhythm of yours?

What kind of love would bring me so close to a promise, only to hold the fulfilling of itself just beyond my reach, and render your voice so often faint?

Yet I feel your closeness. So close I nearly feel your breath.

Still, I ask, do I imagine this to be so, or do I in truth recognize the place from where I have come?

© Rachelle