Let me rub your feet

Soon I will wake
to see the grace of
God beside me
in her purest form.
She will smile,
her words will kiss me,
and her hands might
even bless my soul.
The great crusade
into her pendant complete,
able to finally rest
on the deep blue
within greene,
her heart cries no more
for where she wishes
to be-
and smiles for where
she is.

May we always live
in the beautiful warmth
of our roof-top paradise.