I am building a nest for you,
my love,
out of my hopes,
out of my dreams.

I am building it from sweetness,
that I allow to grow within me,
these sweet summer days,
on the threshold.

I am building a nest that will not fail us,
when you arrive,
and our hopes entwine.

I am building it from fire,
and longing,
a desire that will not snuff out
in cold winds.

I am building you a nest,
my love,
and when you discover it,
you will be amazed,
and you will hold me,
and we will be healed.

And new,
and at peace,
and whole,
and ready.