It is Spring, and of course,
I love her madly!
But our lips will never meet!
I will never hold her gently in my arms,
Never touch her soft body with mine.
And it is, sadly,
Better that we won't!

Yet I have already touched her heart,
As she has, mine,
So many times before,
That we often live
Inside each others hearts.
And sometimes,
We beat as one.

Alas, we will never make love,
Our bodies will never be entwined,
As one, in passion's embrace,
To give what lovers give,
To take what lovers take.
She is not for me,
She is destined for another.
And I, to step aside.

Yet our spirits are sometimes united,
Like the light from two candles,
That becomes inseparably infused,
Impossible to separate,
Whenever their flames
Are held together
As one.

I have no regrets!

Thanks for coming by today!
Your grinning faces made me smile
Much more than the Sun that warmed the air
And turned the sky blue,
On this wonderful Spring day.

You, you were the thermal my heart
Was apparently waiting for,
To carry it aloft,
Like a red tailed hawk
And soar!

In other words,
You two made my day!

When you are drowning,
Let me be your life jacket.
When you are tired
Let me be your bed.
When you are lost,
Let me be your compass,
Your North Star
To guide you through the night!

When you are confused,
Come to me for wisdom.
When you are afraid,
Let me be your armor.
When you can't love yourself.
Let me love you,
For you are lovable,
Strong and wise.
Courage is in your heart.
You are always that,
And Beautiful
To me!

I  am holding you...
I  am making you feel better now...
I am telling you things will be okay...
I am comforting you now...
I feel your love for me...
I am loving you
Now...

You can't always see the
Sun through the clouds,
But it is certainly
Always shining.
You can't always feel
People loving you,
But their love
Is still there
For you!

Solitude is sweet
Whenever I have
Thoughts and memories
Of your low soft voice,
Your beaming smile,
Your words of kindness,
And your dark eyes,
To take away
The sting of
My loneliness.

Whenever the flame
Of your candle
Is blown out by
The gusts of
A passing storm,
I hope that
Someone like me
Will always be there
To relight it
For you.

Waking up this morning,
My half asleep eyes noticed
The trees outside my window.
They had picked this particular day
To start their buds to blooming!

Trees have blossomed this way,
Every Spring
For millions of years,
To continue their benevolent
Reign of beauty and grace
On Earth.

What are a few months time,
In the overall scheme of things,
That we have left to wait,
To see thy white blossoms blooming,
And smell thy sweet fragrance,
O daughter of the desert?