Hardly to
notice the
eggs
popping
mercy
in the
frying
pan,

wrapped
inside
your arms
in our
heavenly
bed,

nowhere else
in the
universe
our hearts
want to
be.

so let's
back up,
and throw
the day
away,

to us,
and piles
and piles
of hugs and
wet wet
kisses,

the kind
that take
our breath
away.

put on
your sun
dresses
honey,

and
I'll put
my sunglasses
on,

whoops gas
company
is calling
some
bill long
over
due.

could
care
less I
have
got all
the warmth
I will
ever need

right here
in your
arms

tonight...

Neverland smile
firestone wine
splashes
across your
lips.

open arms
without
false
sentiments
to trap me.

love at
first sight
28 years
later.

my wire rim
glasses
to hold
your beauty
true.

footsteps
to our
bed that
I know
by heart.

waking
early eagerly
to hear
the first
thing you
might say.

wishing I
could marry
you all over
again
tomorrow.


you are the
beginning
and ending
of my love's
story,

and so
much more.
and you
have changed
me as
much as
I have
changed
you.

always
for the
better.

always
for our
children.

always
with God
our witness
do we

live.

it has
been a
field mouse's
moment
since
you have
been here..

there to
now.
a twenty
year blink of
an eye.

and a
million
smiles
imbetween.

marriage
it never
has been
a roller
coaster ride
with you.

only the holding
our hands
high into the
air
and laughing
with the
sun.

the joy
has just
been
greater,

the love
has just
been deeper.

and the
journey
is that
which
heaven
surely

must be

made of

because
in my life

I have
tasted it

and you.

and it
is sweeeeeeeeet.

Moments passing

the capture

of God's light
'in your
eyes,

the sensual
touch
of your
lips exploring
my neck
and chest,

the deep
kisses
and tender
embraces

to one
another
as we
begin our
day.

such
are my
daily
moments
passing
with you.

perfect in
every
form,

the tidings
and giving
of pieces
of one another

to only
each other's
keeping.

the whispering
of secrets
the yearnings
of physical
touch.

where  nothing
goes
unanswered

in our
promises
of love
and intimacy
throughout
our days
and nights.

where your
soul
is my
hearts
pillow

for
which I
lay my
dreams
upon,

and your
spirit
is my
river for
which
I flow
through
life,

in these
quiet
times of
us.

in these
moments
that
bless
and pass

our days.

.

When I die.

my
dreams
will fall
naked
unafraid
to your
eyes,

my conscience
sheathed
bare and
honest
to my
*******.

to find
rest
for my
weary
soul,

and
inhale
all in
this
evening
grace

that is
you,

and then
bleed
away,

unnoticed.

save the
feel of
you in
my coffin
bones.

as time
goes by...

as time
goes

I.....

the taking

of seed
to root.

binding
of tried
heart and
weathered
soul.

is how
you have
touched me.

the fallen
to love.

the free fall
of existence.

never hoping
to land.

the carousel
moments
of first
kisses.

that have
lasted
fresh and
newborn
through
the years.

the grace
of our
children's
smiles.

holding
their prayers
safe in their
beds as
they sleep.

all you
have given
to me.

to keep.

and share
with you.

till our
time
passes.

till our
love fades.

the moment
next.

beyond

eternity.

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.