(Untitled) by Darren Sands

I had a dream that I loved you like
mama's macaroni and cheese
like
warm rain
like
the first rays of sunlight that light up your face
on sunday morning
like
a hug from a long lost friend
like
how your fingers work when you braid
and like
blueberry butter.


and i like
the way
you are so cynical and passionate and delicate
about everything
all at once.
surely,
this comes easy to you.
and though I cannot understand it,
this love for you
was first expressed through Him in agony
on the cross