the prospect of
love excites me
ive been shred
of my dignity
in love affairs,
so, with that,
I mend slow

but I think
there is something
special about you
I will learn
slowly in my
tender sensitive heart

If we cry in eachother's neck
everything will come flooding back
I'm not sure if I can navigate those waters
but I'll let the river take me
and I'm sure it'll guide us to shore

If I were to die today
I'd like to be trapped
In that moment
for eternity slowly
moving in our embrace
to the
sounds of eachother's
hearts

there's a love so close and
so clear it's
like telepathy.
no matter how far
or how long apart
I'd still like to know
what it is that's on
your mind
and within
your heart

you're on my mind
almost all of the time.

that's it.
that's the poem.

I've had
simplistic
pleasing
love-dreams
of you in forlorn
crafts

I cup
your tiny
loft in
the shower
of spirits
and lightning
praying I don't
drown you
under my
stubby thumb

you've unlocked
an inner sanctum
of childhood within
me
golden days
understandment,
love, and my
most intimate
lore

you are a
brilliant
friend when
you choose
to be,
an excellent
conversationalist
and dancer

you made it
feel like my
mother was
alive and
discussing
every thing
my heart could
contend to
express

meet my children,
I'll hunt you to
discover them.
indefinitely yours,
indefiantly born-
even if you are
lost to this time,
I will find you again