Shake the wake tree,
Jungle cat pretty.
You're pushing the grab for truth.

Your foot spring strength,
Your spirit frame length.
A new day closer,
            to knowing your "you".

rose had a jar of lime marmalade

and her grandmother told her not to put it in her hair

(she was only five, with an innate curiosity;

still, it ended up everywhere)

her sister kate made orange marmalade

(it amused her to know that rhymed)

kate was nine, and a big girl now

she used her marmalade on her bread-

where was the fun in that?

I crave you more,
than the sunshine marmalade,
want you more than,
the childhood games,
of which I've played,
lust for you more,
than tide between toes,
need you more,
than the maple tree can grow,
wishing for you,
with no end,
every lucky penny,
I will spend,
watch from my window,
the clouds float along,
I want, lust need you,
for both of us, we belong.

it was raining outside
and the raindrops created a music
a symphony for love
hopes and dreams
that were lost
like tears in the rain

.


I write the words - across in lines,
Describing... how I feel, what I hear and what I see,
All that to... my heart does bind,
Of the sights, the colours - then sounds... and especially of thee.

The words - I scribe... in my hand...
They are... sometimes many and sometimes few,
But there is not enough - perfect words - to be written...
That can ever - truly scribe - the uniqueness of you.

When I write - I have no doubt... the ink will surely fade,
For the words - I have wrote… are sure to never stay,
Yet as I said - of all the words... that I could ever write,
The most beautiful ones - of them all… are left blank in white.

For the best words - that I share... which you my love can’t see,
Are all the words - that are found... in the space between,
Though that space - between each word... is so white and small,
It is in that space - my dear love… the words speak most of all.


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I regret That I still think about you Libby Marinilli, your too beautiful and captivating to forget.