Heavens

Sometimes when I find someone I like, I try to do everything I can to impress them. But normally this ends up fairly badly, and it would have been better had I just been still and just lived it.

Some days I want to tear
down
the heavens. Just to see you smile.
I would break down every cloud,
(swirls of tempered gas,
drops suspended,
white)
I would take it apart
for you.

If only I could shine,
burn out, out, extend
myself.
Be bigger than what I am.
Lay every atom, before you
a road map.
Points of sound.
Burn brighter than any star.

But when I am with you
I do not burn, shine, point, tear, break, extend.
My soul does not sing,
my heart does not cry.

When I hold your hand I can only settle,
yet the boundaries
are now but a torn down heaven.
The wall I once hand built,
broken stone by stone
by my hand,
The birth of a new heaven,
and you.