from the shadows of an uncertain world
a dawn of change and growth occur
from the ashes of fear, understanding unfurled
ancient and beautiful from ear to ear
pardon my stubbornness: it conceals deep love
and your bluntness betrays a purpose of light
from the seasons of conflict, as below or above
comes a harvest of sweetness, a nurturing delight
we don't always see into each other's lives
the intricacy and nuance of how our worlds work
i'm grateful you see how my path does writhe
know that i see how you fight, clean and ****
from dawn to dusk we walk through and through
and unfurl from the ancient what we know to be true

when the day has made you weary with it's harsh exacting tolls
and the night is unrelenting with the demands it makes of you
and when sorrow takes your strength through all it's bumps and rolls
let your chambers bring you solace as you bid what's passed adieu
the mountains will watch over you; a sentinel of earth
cradling you in slumber and holding your gentle bed
the rivers will cleanse and bring a gentle rebirth
with dreams that are flowing from oceans to watersheds
the wind with all it's might will take you far from danger's way
blowing away everything that desires to do you wrong
the flame is a reminder of the dawning of a new day
and a light to guide you through into the dreams where you belong
because all the light you bring warrants kind and gentle rest
so no matter what tomorrow brings you'll be your gorgeous best

sometimes i feel like i'm made out of stone
strong to a point but then i crumble alone
sometimes i wish i were a forest of trees
drink in the sunshine and then sway in your breeze

sometimes i feel that you're made out of wood
strong and beautiful, you flex when you should
but when the darkness falls you stand firm and strong
because you know the sun was there all along

and why do i cry if all i am is rock inside
and you, with your grace under fire
your branches grow higher whether rain or shine

you and i should be a garden in bloom
cluttered and beautiful with blossoms anew
and whether rain or shine we'll ebb and we'll flow
no matter which-a-way the cold wind blows

i feel close to you even when we're apart
when times are good or even when they are not
look deep into the vast wells of my heart
my fire burns and it burns for you hot
with your water you quench my thirsty earth
and you stoke my fire with your powerful wind
when you feel cold take your warmth by my welcoming hearth
and know that you have both a lover and friend
you've helped bring me balance and focus and good
so take comfort in all of my soil and flame
i hope you feel grounded when things aren't as they should
come down to my earth and take stake of your claim
because my love runs deep like the roots of a tree
so that you can feel joy and fly happy and free

i love the way that you create your world
with colors and beauty and ideas from within
a stroke of a brush brings mysteries unfurled
realizing entities that never have been
countertop paintings that make no assumptions
i watch you at work as your wonder unfolds
honest and genuine and making no presumptions
much like yourself and your beauty so bold
and i love that you let me watch you create
and share in an intimate moment with you
it's something special i deeply appreciate
watching you give birth to something honest and true
because one of the best things about being with you
is watching you give color to all that you do

dearest you, i know we've just only met
even though i've seen you from afar for years
i've composed for you a delicate vignette
with regards to my thoughts and feelings sincere
i hate to see you leave but love to watch you go
because any time together is time well spent
a reign from above or a command from below
reduces me to nothing but a puddle of content
when we wake up together i pull you in close
to partake of your graces before greeting the day
when we sleep i find you in a gentle repose
of curves and shadows in your own silent way
you cut such a fine figure that nothing outranks
and for this please accept my most deepest of thanks

oranges at midnight with a splash of Perrier
spread about your kitchen with the utmost of care
you tell me your adventures and the good things of your day
don't you mind the time; we stay up late as we can dare
wine on your front porch under the pale light of moon
pointing out constellations that dance among the sky
tell me all the meanings of each celestial rune
Polaris shines so brightly in the grey clouds going by
we go into your bedroom with the evening hours fleeing
the morning comes much sooner than either of us would like
massaging all the troubles and worries from your being
sends you gentle slumber and heals my entire pysche
we wake up and we part but we will see each other soon
be it by dusk or by dawn, by the sun or by the moon