I have learned, now,
the best way to find
is without seeking, as,
     most often,

I have merely
laid to hand, in some place
I was sure I would remember.

the watch, I found in a coat pocket
the bill, tucked into the book I
     had been reading

lately, I half expect to discover
     you, doing the laundry
or in the furnace room,
     waiting,
next to the tool bench

ONLY love is new
the need to overcome
time becomes such
a powerful force
an attraction elemental
like gravity, entropy
or magnetic

We may never become more than this.

OUT here where
the stars like to shine
I will hear your tale
if you will listen to mine

How a love that we followed
on it's wayward course
just never suspected
could outlive its source

How quickly we discover
ourselves tumbling down
awake to the slights and
the cuts we have found

Which work better than any
fraction of particular kindness
we too soon found ourselves
suffering from night blindness

Wandering under these stars
that we had hoped might lead
in our search for a new land
where young lovers concede

We surrender to the inexorable defeat
of passion for that kindness so sweet

Do we stand together,
you and I
for surely we shall
need our strength
at least for a little
while

You hand entwined
all that I can hope
pinned upon the
likelihood of our
imagining

Your breath kisses
my neck as we
exchange the
love that passions
give

All of this
shall seem as but
a whisper of time
and, yet, who
can know what
echoes these whispers
make

COME with me O, Seekers
and we shall find a Champion

You need not even speak the truth
for we shall know no truths

Seekers we shall become
forever, desire our companion

Loyalty our only friend
that we may pass together

Our Champion shall fight all
comers, they shall be known as

Hypocrisy, greed, dishonor
look about you now, need we

Seek very far

Write me no love poems
o, you poets
tell me something real
instead