You were the personification of everything
that I held inside my heart, the constellation
of trees standing gloriously in the horizon,
the late-night stars shining upon my heart,
pulling me away into your world of timeless
moments and sunny afternoons eating lunch
at a picnic, our mouths full of delicious seafood
and ice-cold tea.  I remember the days when
we used to slow dance around the fireplace
to Luther Vandross’s song, Here and Now,
sweet dynasty sounds shimmering in the
air, living our best lives and the years ahead  
of us.  We were in love and nothing could
stand in the way of our sparkling passion.
Harmonies soared all around us and painted
the brilliant scenery a dazzling rainbow of
bright hues, a series of trumpets sounding
off in the supreme space, glitzy notes of
autumn attraction amplifying across the
town.  We were two love birds whistling
to each other in the skyline, bursting ballads
breezing in our path, mountain blue eyes
glowing like glaciers over meshed flesh.
We knew we’d always be and rise above
the oceans and clouds, inhaling it all,
from the very beginning when we knew
nothing about love, but could feel the
magical melodies surfacing between us,
to the present where we stand united
in a dimension of greatness, our bodies
an eternity of love rising beyond the
heavens.