Through the
years
you have
become more
important
than air
itself.

the days
of my life
I give
to you.

the moments
in our lives
are only
for each other.

and the
children in
our bed
are our
first glimpses
of heaven.

and the
empty pockets
of our
days are
weary to
our lives,

but not
our hearts
or eternity.

we are not
of this
place,

but you
are of
me,

and I
am of
you,

and for
that I
am truly
grateful.

love is
a highway.

that we
travel the
back
roads to
fate's
beginnings
and uncertain
endings.

that leave
us all
weary,

and confused
by the
headlights
of destiny's
verdicts
in our
eyes.

and the
lies
of first
kisses,

and naked
rides home
of our
youth.

the getting
on and
the getting
off of
one another.

and the
journey
carries us
and the
road
shapes us,

and the
grooves
and cracks
leave us,

for dead
sometimes.

alone on
the side
of the
road,

or squinting
hard
into life's
rear view
mirror,

trying to
recognize
someone
you thought
you knew
a long long
time ago.

or looking
across a
bed and
whispering
to the dark

a name
you vaguely
want to
remember.


love is a
highway

like that
sometimes,
.
that leaves
us passing
one another
in the night.

a broken
white line

you try
your best
to always
know

what
side
you are
on.

Her laughter
rolls from
her lips
like Kentucky
whisky
falling into
a paper
cup.

it intoxicates
me.

and heart
beats
skip
a beat.

whenever
we lie
naked
together.

and the
weather

in my
universe
comes from
her soul,

and the
words
she speaks

is the
siren's
voice that
she carries
me upon.

and between
her heavenly
gates I

have found
my salvation

for you
for me

in these

wet dreams

we make
reality.

we are
the one
in one
another.

the
union

of love
and total
devotion.

and from
that

our lives
and love

will forever

grow to God...

The soul
of a moment
as it pours
over you,

saturating
your thoughts
body and
heart.

the birth
of our
child,

the death
of a loved
one,

the look
at midnight
in you my
lover's
eyes.

points in
our life
that we
live between.

struggling to
get from
one moment
to the next.

it is the
reason
we breathe.

the joy
that we
love,

the purpose
of our
dance
with life.

it is
God's path
that we
walk upon.

and I
with you
this moment

we dance.

and the
underbelly
of your
love,

is the
softest
place that
I have
ever
known...

as night
shade
shadows
dance
over us,

and angel
wings spread
to the
beatings
of our
hearts.

I reach out
to you.
to find
eternity
in your
eyes.

to see
the child in
my spirit
running
free.

to you
without
hesitation
or doubts,

as I hold
you still,

turning
pages
in the
dark

of whatever
forever
may bring...

this lazy
afternoon
sunlight,

will carry
me to
the charcoal
night.

where there
is only
one face
I want
to see.

waiting on
our
front
porch
for the
world
to know...

that you
belong
to me.

taking
nothing
for granted.

all is
a daily
prayer
in your
eyes.

and three
strong
souled
children
to raise
in God's
light.

and only
you will
do.

till death
do us
part.

with my
arms
raised
to heaven
high.

will
I go

and wait.

till God
brings
you

home

to me.

Out
of nowhere
from the
first time
we met,

I knew
someday

you
would be
one hundred
and one,
and I would
be one
hundred
and two,

bent to
our knees
in tenderness,
loved in
our hearts
full cirlce,

a sun
eclipsed
in love
over a
moon.

and rainbows
melting
above
our heads,

and gypsy"s
dancing
in our beds.

blame it
on our
youth.

one hundred
and one,

and one
hundred
and two.