Wishes, whispers and someOne

A tap on my shoulder
A presence passes by
My head turns
Only to catch a glance.

A raindrop on my nose
A sunbeam on my lips
Together they form
Wishes and bliss.

A whisper in the dark
A thistle with a mark
Causes a storm
In a space so warm.

A quiet impatience
Fills this bubble.

And
As this world collides
These emotions churn
Their hearts survive
Only because
There is someOne above.