I watch you draw.
I've always loved that.  
The way you brush away your
Hair with the pencil between your
Fingers.

You're a little girl again,
Unaware of your surroundings.
At peace and safe and loved.
I want to keep
You
Forever.

She was scared.
Scared of what would happen next
But her life has always been a guessing game,
There was a tragedy waiting to happen,
And she knew.
She knew it all from the start.

your words poet
sing their song
In my innermost
each word completes
your welding craft
into memorable poems

sultry breeze stirs
lifts the soft curtain of night
and shows in deliciously warm light
the curves and subtle lines of my lover
her breathing one of dreams
like the sea slow soft wet warm
nestle in closer to the tangle of hair
wrapped round like fingers
her lip moves ever so
driving me onward the deeper road
the taste of the cradled moment of her eyes in mine
the tapestry of her words weaving strange
and the wonders of the approaching night
like a road
like a path of dreams
heartbeats and whispers
my love
sleeps sweetly
while i wait for the rain