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If I should die,
And you should live—
And time should gurgle on—
And morn should beam—
And noon should burn—
As it has usual done—
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go—
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
’Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
That Commerce will continue—
And Trades as briskly fly—
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene—
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!

In you, I have found….

A peaceful happiness,
eyes to imagine in dreams
a calmness    by your soft touch
a warmth…
a sweet soul    to rock with me on a swing
someone
I have no fear of losing    or hurting.
Someone
to wander the trail that leads
   just into the woods
nowhere special, thousands of them on earth.
Someone
to listen to a bird’s chirp
and see the beauty in it like I do.
Someone
to share smiles with as we make faces in the clouds.
Someone
to hold onto in the darkest recesses of insecurity.
Someone
to balm my wounds and kiss with tears
to love, like love has never been seen.

                               ~

*Far off in the misty glow
of one centurion
distant show
of a bursting new star
all alone
another
her brightness
showed
to draw him nearer
near to her
and he was reborn
as a nebula all pink and red all showy
as gravity and space collided
they made love
in the heavens dark.