once,
i held tight to
your words they filled
              this                  emptiness                  w­ith love  & passion  
    promises  you blew 
  hot blasted air
     a-drifting  
&
  i'm
      f    
                   i             
                                n                
                                 a         
                                        l      
                                              l       
                                                  y     
                                                     l     
                                                       e  
                                                           t    
                                                           ­   t    
                                                                i    
                                                            n
                                                           g
                                                             G
                                                                ­  O

Thank goodness for that!
Fix me another arrow, please... with no
strings attached & with a little less...
  target practice.

One                                     
                                                    d           ­                                                               
                                           e                                                        
                               a                                    
                  d                
          leaf       
brown & brittle
hangs upon a branch
Swayed by a Northly wind
     You turned to me,                         
                saying gently                                                   
   you would be gone            long before  
      the tree                  outside your window   
                              lost every one of its leaves                   You                         
                                       forgot                that brighter greens grow                                  
                                        beneath those rough        dark capillaries                                     
                                                which span this                 grey horizon                                              
                                                 Days pass                 shadows shorten                                                 
      & Spring renews            Sun warms       
     our upturned faces   Maybe soon      
                 you'll glimpse that fragile hope                 
                                                  still fluttering          above us                                                   
                            ­                            in the dappled canopy One                                                         
                                 single skeletal leaf       I'd                                   
                        attached­         with a                          
           steel safety pin            
.

                                                A           ­                                 
                             swirling                            
  requiem      
            ­    of                              
                                unsung  ­                                
                                              promise      ­                                    
                            ­       through                        
                            chipped                        
    ­                daylight                            
                      shines                 ­                              

Coming through the night I feel strange seconds
within a familiar light.  
Here is where my imagination led me to think
no one heard my plight.

Still I smiled in wonder, though the darkness
seemed stronger every second.
Because I yearned to hear your words,
know my life was in your presence.

I bade farewell to the night , closed my eyes
let those seconds pass right by.
As that familiar light that came inside,
kept your face within my sight.

You are My Constant, touching my skies
and surrounding me with the pleasure
of your existence.  
This is an ancient truth
held by the hand of time
and cannot be concealed
or brought down,
futile is resistance.

I will never exhibit thorns
in between my words
or to your feelings
when walking  alone
on the shores of my sea.
You are My Constant,
sailing always in the back of my mind,
a ship flying your colors
to the port of me.

You are My Constant.  
The one I can never forget.
Without words you have spoken
to my heart
all these years.  
You are my sun,
the light of all my hope.
My Constant,
the one I hold inside my heart,
most dear.