May all your steps make you steps stronger
the sun is brighter and my heart beats faster but i look
back and remember a sea of faces i thought had drowned

my friend i've forgotten your name
have you again blossomed with these spring showers?
have you made your way to me through these flowers
i had left you for so long

i think of you and i close my eyes
hoping you will be there when i wake up

Old paths cross new paths on Broadway
Christmas lights on carnegie's bricks,
I'm lost but I know it's not Tuesday
Old homes give me funny faces-today is
Wednesday, and no one is here with me.

I closed my eyes and woke a tick past seven.
Awake, I slipped into my favorite dream
where the wine dark sea called my name
in a sweet fine whisper, and where I
knew how to respond the theme.

You returned to me as I to you
after the water remembers the warmth of the shore.
Bountiful bouquets of sun blessed heavy arms
And nothing relieved my aching soul more.

In my slumber I swam through some beautiful seas.
Bathed in the nectarine skies and lilac showers,
I call your name from between the breeze-

But there lay silence,the suns closed their setting lids
Reminding me how you closed your eyes near me too,
and how my bliss swimming by you
was just me dreaming visions of blue (It was not true)

I am the bird that fled
My friend
This folded page has smiles-I’m not tired.

If I could write a poem about you I
would make all the verses rhyme.
I would always make you and I so
close we were almost
One
We have been too far too long

If I could write a tune about you
I would sing it
I couldn’t do it justice but it would be
a beautiful ballad
About the way you’re beautiful when
you dance with the sun

If I could, I would write that
you and I were stars
to bring everyone that beautiful
spark
in such dark
like you once gave me

But, alas, I am not a poet
And my words are as empty as the wind
But remember I would write so far, so long
Just to return to you all the joy
You once gave to me
In being my home.