I'm lucky that up until now
my heart has beat ever day
but the past few months
it's been warmer
and as mornings grow
a tad colder
they also seem warmer,
the time when the year turns
colder
is warm;
for no other reason than you.

Not to want to fly,
supposing wings
can bring defeat;
this, not unclipped,
a gentle bloom of plume,
lifting the see, to saw and see.

You make my tummy smile,
like cats do,
I see for miles, you’re a good map too ;
siege my horizon,
shifting the blue.

You're not as essential as oxygen
or sleep.
I could still walk without you.
But,
without you,
who'd put the spring in my step,
the jig in my day,
the sun in a ray
or
the see in my say.

Still,
this summer breeze;
no wait for me
or
weight on me;
you make me light
and untouched by form,
when we touched you were warm enough to startle the birds
from the trees,
on the summer breeze.

You make me smile,
and the far sun hotter,
add rhythm to my potter.
Your dance in slumber out numbers all other,
my present tense that opens spaces;
I feel the sunshine on my face,
I feel your sunshine on my face.

Don't like thinking of what may come,
it can take from the moment,
dilute future fun,
gazing on the moon,
while dreaming of sun,
forgets to walk, as craving run.
But sometimes I see us
laughing in arm, exploring the wild,
ignoring alarm, raising to smile,
touring our spin and erasing  riled,
face to face warm,
shaking seams to
wondrous form.
Side by side in summer storm.
Astral fireworks over head,
lay together in bed;
don't like thinking of what will come,
it dilutes future fun,
but
just
for this moment
I'll think on this one.