My dreams
would
lie over
you
in lover's
trust.

and I
would
give you
all my
prayers
and thoughts,

and I

would quest
my life for all
that you
have to
give.

and banish all
of the
misguided
reasons
in your
life why
love
has left
your
eyes,

and we
would run
in to
the falling
corona
sun,

to your
secret hot
places
of sighing
whispers,

and midnight
callings
that only
your heart
would
know.

patient
at your
touch.

captivated
by your
ways.

and rogue
manner
that you
hold
your smile.

over a rose
covered bed.

and sand
pebbles

falling
from your
angel hair
like golden
lights
from a
black
night
sky.

I would
find
you

and
hold
you

forever under

this open Texas
sky...

I must admit:
I am unwilling to give
even a hint of consideration
to the thought of being anything,
anyone other than that brilliant,
briefly lit comet,
hurtling toward home.

It matters not
where I land,
or who takes pictures from the ground.

This is only a trip.
This is just a ride.
So fleeting, so fiery,
that you wouldn't want to pause to wonder
what you look like up there,
or else you might miss
the very things that make
your fires unforgettable
and your blast burn true.

(for Patty)


25 years on

but a

moment,


the bonding

and nurturing

of two hearts

as one,


the fitting

and casting

of two

pieces of

clay

in God's

hands,


to form

the perfect

union of

heaven

and earth

in our

souls.


and the

words

"my wife"


I speak in

reverence,

and in

God's ears

I whisper

every night.


"I am not

worthy

to lie by

your side,


or dream

for a

moment

in your

loving eyes..


but I trust

in God's

plan he

will make

me a better

man ..

because one

moment

under the

morning star


he gave

me you.