Taking time to paint the pondering
leaves like you did just before sunset when the silent eyes of knowing relaxed on a slice of shady lawn and your persevering love burning across the street from heaven shimmered the entire galaxy
just before night opened up her billion starry eyes to hold us with
as we felt the brush strokes sliding across the nameless space that tingles with phantom fingers somewhere inside a corner of sacredness-

I have reserved just for you.