Brought up on a diet of westerns
movies and series like 'Bonanza'
how we loved to be the Indians
who seemed carefree and happy
except of course that all stopped
once the cowboys took control.

When the veil
Of weakness
Is torn
Determination
Is strength

Your body is
A holy temple
Keep it pure
Clean and clean
For your soul

What do you mean to me?

Well,
you are my ability to see,
my vision of who I really want to be,
you know me, you show me,
to touch it, to love it,
to know it -my fear,
to feel safe with you,
year after year,

Now I can finally can hear,
and I stop to appreciate the smell,
of the roses -
with an intoxicating,
   and probably forgone spell,

As I say you really reach me,
to see deepness in the well,
you show me,
you always teach me,
in my sadness, you mustn't dwell,
you flatter and you preach me,
as my fears they all dispel,
to know you, to share you,
know  your
s  e  c  r  e  t  s
you never need to tell,
we know we're not bound,
for no heaven and no hell,
and yours and mine,
is no soul to try and sell,
as we tamper sad and past regrets
and your fears I hope to quell,
clean from life our sins and sweat,
and hey well that's just swell,

As you and I,
really trust no other soul at all,
you trust me,
an I trust you,
I'll catch you baby if you should ever fall,

So to show you how much I -
I truly care - it's true,
my valentine I say to thee,
on  bended knee,
  I DO,
honestly I do- I REALLY, I REALLY DO,
yes, I do, I do- I LOVE YOU too-
my skies are now and always blue,
we can find this love anew,
let's try, let's fly,

As long as you're around to hold my hand,
yes I'd wear a loving band,
to tie me to that heart-

You are my sunny Mr. Bright,
you brought your sun to my sky,
and who the hell needs Mr. Right,
you blind me anyway,
with that kind of  light,
unbind me from being wound to tight,
you find me - and then I'm right,
you mind me- in the deep of night,

As I go off  into all the vast,
and,
unknown
beautiful parts,
of your sweet and sacred loving heart,
and your shattered spirit,
couldn't even tear us apart,
don't you ever worry -
I GOT THIS

Thank you for helping me,
to help myself, to help me see,
allowing us ,
for you and I-
to be,
you are a such a beautiful mystery,
and thank you for our history,

I hope I help you too,
thank you for all that you will ever do,
I promise myself now to you
my heart from now forever will be true,
I hope we find the haunting silver lining,
we will relish in our discovering,
as daunting is our pining,
every day is so revealing,
as your sun is always shining,
the layers away we're peeling,
I finally see the gems we're mining,
every night with you so healing,
we can do it together-
we can kick the ceiling,
I guess I really do love this feeling,
of being totally lost in love,

You are like the ancient,
broken stone mosaics,
of a distant and intriguing,
Mesopotamia,

You are so very much more beautiful,
a broken shrapnel,
a piece of shard,
shining, stunning so brilliant,
a diamonesque,
I say,
the bard,
you're as pretty as those diamonds are,
but your heart not quite as hard,

These intense diamond-like stars,
they illuminate your shiny soul,
lovely mysterious and fragile,
you are infinitely more beautiful ,
than when you are seen as just a whole,

And so the beautiful artist that is you
is everything to the poet in me.

Ma Cherie © Feb 14 2017