Tonight.

your love
is buried
37 years
deep.

guarded
by fences
and feelings
sharp.

captured
there
but
not
tamed.

or given

openly to
another
in trust
or complete
surrender.

and you
will not
compromise,

or alter
a degree
to this
course
of life
and love

that you
are on.

so I
follow
in your
wake.

taste
the air
from
your
lips.

shadow
your smile
in my
dreams

yearning
for the
day.

when I
call the
place

beyond
your
fences

home...