After you’ve ran with green through knowing frantic summer strength
you fall,
in going home rain,
with all the land in the world.

Without you paid employment would last forever,
eagles wouldn't have feathers,
every letter full of commiserations,
without you.
Without you Usain Bolt wouldn't be as fast
and disappointments last
and not fade
in time,
no hope in mind,
without you.
Without you every fox would be hunted,
and expressions of love blunted
by fear,
no one to lend a friendly ear,
without you.
Without you soars would be stilted by trepidation,
spread wings unaware of elation,
without you.
But, for now, as it is
you're here,
engendering cheers easy, when you smile.

In autumn
you
sit alive
in leafy
fanfare,
I'm glad
it’s so;
my sudden constant
in time of go;
making all my happy.

Perplexed in glorious rush
of telling you
thank you,
for the days,
hours,
minutes
and seconds
of this.

On alarm
you smile,
as rays of slumber rescind;
no more prepare of slow,
in fruitful
falling
morning
go.

The seemingly impassable
lilts
then
goes,
obstacles vanishing,
at a hint of your arrival;
stumbling blocks
fade into easy ground
when you’re here
when you’re around.

Blatantly
you say,
with typical
forthright
knowing
wonder,
I love you,
& I,
trying to gather my thoughts
say,
without the weight of thinking
I love you too;
when I want summer
you make my sky blue.