He chuckled one last time
as I sidled up to him,
red roses in my hand with
my blue robe and square brim.
He took my hand once more
as he beckoned me with grace
so that we could wrap our arms
around each other and embrace.
He held me close right then
as the whole world soon stood still,
and we took in that one moment
both with sadness and with thrill.
Then he finally let me go
and I backed out of our embrace,
and as he smiled sadly and I reached way up
to place a small kiss on his face.

He left and put his cap back on,
I stood and watched him leave,
but then he turned around and smiled
just one last time for me.

The sunlight during summer,
the rain of late, late may,
the sound of ocean waves smashing
up against the bay,

the droplets falling slowly,
the moonlight shining thin,
the feeling of your hair blown back
and tucked beneath the wind,

the ticking of a school clock,
the smell of fresh baked goods,
the feel of running freely, alone,
straight through empty woods,

The sweet call of the bluejay,
the wish upon the star,
the hours spent talking as
I drove you in my car,

The peacefulness of heaven,
the sound of soulful blues,
this is what it feels like
to be in love with you.