8/11/2017 10:50 AM

cupcake kisses,
the soft
sensation
of your
lips rolling
over mine.

best friend
intentions,

the look you
give me
from
across our
lover's bed.

simon says
embraces,

burying us
deep in our
wedding
bliss.

silk
sheets
bending
and sculpturing
our every
move.

morning's
tempest
giving way

to this
afternoon's
summer's
calm.

seventeen
years
our marriage
young.

this perfect
dream,

I have always

had of

you.

Last night
I had
a toothache
in my
bed ,

and as
if you
felt
it too.

you moved
to cover
me
with
gentle
kisses,

and a
healer's
hand
pressed
against
my cheek.

hours later
as I
awoke,

in our
marriage
bed,

you had
not
given
back
an inch.

as if
trying
with all
of your
might

to take
away
the pain
I was
feeling.

as if
to share
my discomfort
with me.

and like
everything
else

in our
lives
that we
do.

hallelujah.

2/11/2012

pistachio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
wedesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.pistacio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
Wednesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.

I run
home
like
an old
Wimbley
pegged
toy
to be
with you,

and at
the end
of any
day,

a nibble
of your
neck.

a deep
swim
in your.

fortune
teller
eyes.

and
everyday

I dance
and renew
my spirit
in your
peek a boo
smile,

and everybody
knows.

I can't
deny
it.

how much
I love
you.

you are
all the
water
colors
of my
dreams.

and with
every
beating
of my
heart.

my love
flows
within

you.

giving
life
giving
meaning.

to every
moment
that
I live

and breathe

I breathe

you...

After  twenty -one
years of
marriage

our love
still plays
in one
another's
eyes,

like back
yard
children

on a
summer's
day.

not taking
rest,

nor needing
shade,

summersault
smiles
and gypsy
wish
day dreams

paint our
day.

and I
wouldn't
know
what do

without
your
heart to
take me

there.

I wouldn't
breathe

now would
I ever want
to again...

Fairy tale
endings.

I have
tripped
over my
my fair
share.

and then
to awaken
for a
moment
with such
crystal
clarity
of you.

my failures.

were just
glasses
of wine
half empty.

with the
taste
of the
berry always
so much
sweeter
from your
lips.

your love
your patience
your
unconditional
giving
have kept
me here.

and this
life that
I have
around
me now.

is the
life
I gladly
take
to forever.

and one
of these
days
with you
is like,

no other
day with
anyone else.

and I
bend
to your
smile.

I sing
to your
laughter.

I pray amend

To my God
that gave
me you.

.

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.

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.

it is
the small
of your
back
as my
leg
moves
across
it in
the
morning"s
first blessing
of light,

that excites
you moist.

the drape
of your
neck
as my
lips
move
in ecstasy
all
around
it.

as my
voice
whispers
everything
into your
ears.

the emptying
of souls
to one
another.

this vessel
dance
of you
and I.

that we
can never
partner
with anyone
else.

these
moments
in our
day.

that assure
us both
that we
would
never
need
to.

or want
to find
heaven's
golden
gates
alone...

As we
scrambled
out the door
this morning
like two
eggs in
a frying
pan,

I woke up
at the
bottom
of your
purse,

smiling
like a tabby
cat from
ear to
ear cause

you finally
took me
too..

amongst the
perfume
samples

and wrappers
of gum

and butter fly
Bobbi pins,

had to
catch my
breath

as you
bee lined
for highway 1

had to
lay on
a pad
of feminine
protection.

grab hold
as I
jumbled
against

the make-up
kit and
the silver
case

of your
I pod
glistening.

but there
I was
right where
I always
wanted
to be,

surrounded
by all

in your
world
you love
most.

and 'wanted'

feels
warm.

"can't do without it !"

feels like
heaven.

here,

in this
everyday

moment

with you...

I could
not bathe
here alone
without
you.

find solace
'in my mid
day tub.

kick my
tired socks
off
to the
laundry,

without
us to
massage
each others
feet.

taste the
droplets
of nectar
from your
full blossom
*******.

feel your
naked
hips lie
back
close between
my legs.

and then
to arise
from our
tub
in pleasure,

and sun
dry
upon our
bed.

as this
mid day
ritual has
become
us.

we smile.

and to
it we
daily

run.

and I think
of you
amongst
the falling
rain,

every
drop nourishes
within me
a dangling
thought that
I have
of you.

my heart
beats to
the rhythm
of your smile
and dances
to the  sound
of your
laughter
on this Sunday
morning.

and my sighs
ache to the
echo of your
desires as
you move
across our
bed.

diminishing
the passages
and space
between us,

revealing the
reflections of
ourselves,

the wizards
inside us
revealed with
the curtains
of our hearts
fully withdrawn.
on this Sunday
morning rain
with you..

afternoon thoughts 2/28

and I
will lay
me down
under the
isles of
your smiles,

and reach up
to your eyes
and sing to
your soul.
and beg to
your reason,
and dance
within
your circumstance
over and
over again.

like waves
making love
on some
distant shore,

I bend and
breach upon
you deep
and full,
bringing down
thunder upon
your crests.

and then
retreating still
to deep waters.
to fall in
love with
your smile
all over
again.

afternoon thoughts  3/17

and the
restlessness
of your eyes,
and the
sudden stir
of your hearts
beating.
finds me
here beside
you a captive
to your
smile.

no boundaries
to hinder me
no fences to
be mend,

innocence
of first kisses,
and the
surrendering
of old friends.

Within the
pages and
words of
the books
of our
lives,

our days
are marked
in it's
creases,
and
puppy ear
tagged
pages,

I live

between
the deep
breaths of
your soul,

and the
gentle
touch
of your
lips upon
mine.

when
we first
awake.

and then
every
morning
I remember.

the God
send
memory of
a wink
of an
eye,

from so
many
magical
nights ago.

when you
simply said

"yes you
will be
my wife...)

in 26 years.

in all
we have
become.

love taken
root deep
in each other's
souls.

giving
birth to
tide cycles

that we
dance
in each others
hearts.

each night
still we
yearn for
one more
day to
love
together.

moist kisses
jubilee

legs that
entwine
and marry
us...

we love
and sing

to  God's
graces.

and in
this tender
moment,

that is
everything
between us.

my love
for you
is a
canopy,

to cover
your eyes,

with
all the colors
of my
life's
rainbow.

that somehow
only
you can
ever

see...

(for our children)

and to
you what
will my
final day's
shadow cast.

a name, an
address,or a
public place
to visit
my bones.

when everything
is said
and done.

my children
you were
the givers
the nurturers
of me.

the tillers of
my spirt and
of my
soul.

and where ever
the endless
days of
eternity's
journey might
lead me,

the joy
of holding
you as
infants.

watching
your dreams
come true,

of holding
leading your
hands
through life.

have all
been
my greatest
worth.

to heaven
or hell
I go,

I go
the
richest
of men.

Lying next
to you.

God
blesses me
wakes me
this morning.

another day
of grace.

of loving
you.

full wet
deep
kisses,

hand in
hand
moments
at the
grocery
store.

honored
witnesses
of our
children
growing
old
before
our eyes.

lying naked
exhausted
to all
hours on
a Sunday
afternoon.

taste
of you
always
on my
lips.

a prayer
for
you
always
upon
my heart.

and the
rhythm
of my days
is the
movement
of your
breath,

and ordinary
is not
a place
for us.

and forever
is always
our Heavenly
Father's
gift of

this one
moment

that I
share
with you.

my love
the depths
of my heart
that I have
given you

I can
never
take back.

or give
witness
to another.

entwined
and shadowed
as one
we have
become.

in the
breaths
that we
take.

the sun
and half
slivered
moon
that we
follow.

always I
will be
here,

and you
here
beside
me.

and when
we awake,

we will
nourish
each other

another day.

and support
and devote

all that
we do

to each
other's
needs and
God's faith
and our
soul's
salvation.

to the end
of days.


to God's
first light.

and eternity is

but the
first kiss

I give
you

tonight.

the black
and white
hill billy
cow jumped
over the
moon.

and not
for a
moment
did it
cause us
pause.

to raise
our heads
from our
tempest
bed.

or misplace
one deep
kiss
or sigh
of deep
satisfaction.

we have
always
flowed
with grace
and devotion
to one
another.

committed to
the other
like sand
to shore,

stars to
the blackest
spaces of
this
velvet
night.

life to
death
in your
arms

forever

go I.

in jubilance

and celebration.

of you...

9 PM
you take
my
breath
away
with
your

tear drop
smile.

your fire
*******
kisses

and angel
laughter
in the
middle
of our
night.

while
a canopy
moon crests
over a
star
filled
night.

the heavens
bend
to you.

and your
gentle
ways.

and your
angel
dreams,

and to
all the
wonders
about
you that
I hold
so dear
to me.

the celebration
of sky
is you

in all
this sky
can hold.

and a
moment
without
you.

would
certainly
be the
absence

of sky

itself.

your foot
prints
on the sand
run deep,

like the
fall of
new shed
snow upon
a white
dipped
field.

and I
will follow
you there
too,

and praise
to all
that is
you and
ancestors
sleeping,

and remind
myself
that I
am not
dreaming.

the silhouette
of your
body
stands before
the sun,

and my
eyes
gratefully
retrace it
over and
over again.

like rain
flowing
down
to root
on
a mountain
hill side
spruce.

it is
improbable
to grow
without
you.

and so
we begin
our life
circle.

to one
another,

like migrant
birds
knowing
when to
take flight.

just as
we have
for a
thousand
years
before.

our spirits
will sing
and take
union
into the

night.

and we
will never
leave
each other's
side again...

sky
of black
and blue,

rain trying
to fall
across
your

eyes to
gently
kiss your
face.

seagulls
circling
above me
as if
trying to
decide if
they recognize
me or
not.

from some
other beach
some other
time,

when I
would
walk
and send
peaceful
thoughts to
you,

where ever
you might
be.

wishes
of joy,

prayers
of faith

quiet
thoughts
of hope,

as I
dreamed
and danced
in your
spirits
eye.

in that
place
where I
put aside
my pride,

and reach
out to
you.

and time
is nothing
more than
the million
grains of
sand
pebbles
beneath
my feet.

and in
this moment

when the
rain begins
to fall

once again.

you are

everything.

in the
morning when
your room
is filling
with light,

your raven
hair
tangled upon
your pillow,

surely a
angel must
of fallen
to earth.

and is
now lying
behind
your eyes,

as you
rise from
slumber
from
in your
canopy
bed.

and in
the evening
when the
sun retires
falling on
the horizon's
line,

I wish
I was
everything
in your
day that
was in between.

your morning
your night.

to hear
the joy
of your
laughter,

the sighs
of whispers
that you
say in
solitude to
yourself.

to share
the truth
of consequences,

in the
journey of
your life.

to be
the bending
of souls
in each other's
eyes.

to applaud
your life
in it's
miracles,

of mother
daughter
and wife

tonight.

it is
the upside
moments
that I
remember
most about
you,

when I
see you
and  I
never know
quite what
to say,

like a child
standing
giving a

presentation
in front of
their class
for the first
time.

I mumble
stumble through
my words
and then
go off

and laugh at
myself
for awhile.

you tell
me about
your family
and work
things that
you really
don't like
to do.

and all the
while I
am thinking
how fortunate
anyone is
who in
that day
gets to sit
and talk
with you
awhile..

with their
upside
down feelings
and smiles
on their
faces.

looking back
at you
like it was
the first time
that they
ever saw
your face.

trust me
when I say
for I
have felt
the moment
often,

when they
have fallen
under the
canopy
of your
eyes.

there is really

no place else
that they
or I
would rather

be.
,

First homeward
wave
awakening
this sleepy
south side
beach this
morning,

first sigh
of bodies
stirring
in the other
room.

breaks the
morning still,

open
sky of
black
and blue,
over head.

a lace trimmed
ribbon
around your
bed.

your kids
will be
up soon
and to
them you
will be
life itself,

from the
womb to
years gone
past with
a wink of
a eye.

and you
would not
want
your life any
other way,

not a
turn that
you took
to get here
to this
moment
would you
change. and

I stand
from afar
and only
see
perfection,

like sun to
moon and
then back
again

the day
begins,


a celebration

of you.

morning christens
the still
night air, to
become new
and something
all it's own.

and you
awake
and breathe
deeply and
and your
eyes move
and flutter
and dance
like the
reflection of
two falling
stars
upon a
summer's
sea.

you stretch
like a
mama
lion then
curl back
to a moment
more of
rest
and contemplation.

and your
beauty
surrounds
you nothing
needs to
be added
or done.

and the
world
awaits
for your
smile and
your grace,

and for
the million
things that
only you
can do in
a day.

like the
smile that
you will
give me
some morning,

that always
leaves me
feeling like
a child in
a toy store

who can
dream of

nothing else.

time has
been a
friend to
you,

it has
balanced
all that
you are
in perfect
measure
and harmony.

your ageless
Egyptian
smile ,
your gentle
angel
walk.

you live
life well,

you are
loved
like a
child of
God,

and to
him you
find
all rythme
and reason.

and love's
seasons
fall in
your eyes,

and innocence
is your
Shepard
into night.

and your
calling
will always
be your
true spirit and
love for
family and
roots,

that do
not bind
you but
help you
reach

that do not
define you
but give
you hope.

and if
only the
whispers of
your soul
that I
could hear.

indeed then
I would

die a
happy man.

Cumulus
clouds gather
in peak
formation
overhead,

the prelude
to a evening
storm,

wind streaks
through
your hair
as you
walk across
a black
******
parking lot.

the start
of another
day,

and even
in this
moment
I smile,

to glimpse
your beauty
for a few
seconds
or more,

to know
all is well
in your
day.

to send
you a
prayer
that your
life
is everything
that you
would ever
want,

and that
your heart
should
not ever
want
for anything.

and the
moment
passes and
then you
are gone.

and somehow
you take
a part of
me with
you

perhaps a
thought in
a day dream
a whisper
in your
head,


my prayer
in your
soul that
this  day
will always

find you
well.

you have
a kindness
about you,
it is warm.

to let me
write you
like this,

it is just
the way
you are,

generous
without
mercy.

if you
were
a rainbow
you would be
all of
the colors
stretching from
heaven
to earth and
then back
again.

and having
seen you
once
no one
would ever
forget.

like me
in this
moment,

you have
caught
my eye
in words,

like rain
falling
on a
open field,

you nourish  
them

help me
find my
way..

may you
keep these
poems
as gifts
and close,

so you may
always
find them

and be
reassured.

you are
a miracle

to me.

In my
journey
I have
found rest
and comfort
in your
smile.

a warmth
and friendship
without
words or
awkward
conversations.

the awakening
of open
thoughts
and honest
intentions.

and you
give me
time
and you
give
me pieces
of you,

and I am
amazed.

and at
last
thought
at the end
of your
day,

I wish you
dreams
and promises
for God
to keep,

to rest
your head
upon,

and angels
sing  and
for a
moment,

between
the here
and there
of this
world,

we dance.

this moment
there is a
peculiar point
of view
is your
eyes,

as if you
know my
secrets and
you wish to
keep them
all to
yourself,

as if
when you
tilt your
head inward
to a morning
breeze the
whole
universe
changes it's
perspective.

and everything
moves with
you,

and sirens
sing
and only
you can
hear.

and the
faded pages
of days
gone by
fall before
you like
naked sorrows
at your
feet,

and you
stand before
me the
keeper of
heaven's
gate.

the prayer
answered to
a hopeless

dream.

your breath
is soft
and deep
like a birds
wings
climbing  on
a high
summer
wind.

to be
near you
is to be
calm and
soothed
like a
pacific tide
rolling over
a sea shelled
beach.

you fill
the places
in a soul
that have
been opened
deep and
left to
dry under
the pain
and solitude
of life.

and you
do it
all so
effortlessly
as if it
was your
calling.

and as  I
sit before
you

with God
as my
witness.

I am
healed.

deep pools
in your eyes
of a amber
honey
pour.

stature in
your walk
like a
princess
receiving
a crown
in some
procession
from long
ago.

and you
move through
your day
with the
confidence
of no
stone left
unturned
or question
unanswered.

and where
might your
day dreams
play,

and laughter
echo under
the mid
winter
solstice
sun.

and who
might get
the gift
of the
shelter
of your
angel
smile.

for a moment
to bask
in it's
celestial
warmth.

not I.

the day
will
begin and
end.

and I
will
be the
lesser
for it.

your heart
rests at
God's side,

the beating
is deep and
full measure.

I dance
in and out
of your
smile,

like a
child playing
in the
sprinklers
under a
hot summer
sky.

your hair
falls across
your face
in gentle
arcs of
grace and
fall colors,

and as
time
moves by

I wish again
upon your
eyes,

that we
could be
12 and
summer
would never
end,

and that
the cool
splash of
facet water
would last

forever.

there is
a soltice
in your
eyes,

it brings
a change of
season
to every one
that is
around
you.

a gypsy
wind through
your hair,

a deep pool
feeling
inside our
chests,

and then
you take
our breath
away.

I the
old fool,

you the
angel of
your husbands
mornings,

and the
universe
is almost
perfect,

for I
have met
you

once.

and yet
I will dream
about you
a million
times

tonight.

there is
sideways
look in your
eyes,

and pelican
gypsy
thoughts
in your
mind,

like restless
clouds
preparing
to take
flight,

but the
destination
never
is all
that important.

it is
really all
about the
view.

and what
is to
become
of childish
dreams if
I cannot
see them
in your
eyes every
morning.

if just
for a fleeing
moment,

tangled in
our awakening
of truth
and dare.

of back
traced
footsteps
that somehow
left us
here,

with smiles
on our
faces and
friendship
in our
hearts,

like tad
poles
wishing
to be some
thing else.

I am
always
here
in you.

your beauty
stands
alone,

none other
in mind
or heart.

the pleasing
touch
of your
tongue
soothes
like warm
honey across
my lips.

ancient
stirrings
of docile
surrenders
lie across
your bed.

and the
universe
is in
you,

and blossoms
at the
arc of
your
smile,

and you
are a
reflection
of hope
and love
and the
mercy
in God's
eyes,


and I
the child
who looks
back at
you.

never
wanting to
look

away.

or caring to.
only
loving

this moment
and nothing
else.

and in
the sighs of
your day,

and the
quiet
whispers
of your
morning
awakening,

when stars
dance above
you and
last nights
dream
puzzle pieces
still move
and scatter
through
your mind.

my dreams
reach out
to you

and whisper
back to
you
with open
heart and
gentle
certainty

I am
here.

and we could
not be closer
if we
were stars
upon black,

and our
light was
for all of
the universe
to see...

nothing unsaid
naked
slumbers and
love  that
bends to
around the
moon and
back....

the crisp
winter air
stirs
around
you,

like a
oceans
swell
to a
north
reef
beach.

your breaths
are deep
then shallow
and then
follow off
to sleep
again,

as if
you are a
child
playing in
some
midnight's
star lite
dream.

and your
backs
silhouette
against the
morning:s
burnt orange
canvas

takes my
breath
away,

like a
baby's
first gulp
of air
from it's
mother's
womb.

I am
naked
again.

and we
are innocent
in each other's
smile.

over and
under
through the
universe
in play.

you thing one
me thing two..

and may
tomorrow
never
come.

empty
into the
night,

pearl
thoughts
and confessions
of the
soul.

bend to
the light
like a
sapling
reaching for
life and
direction
in a
pine stone
forest,

and I
will stand
with you,

not the
white
elephant
in the
room,

but the
wish answered
at the
moment
the candles
were extinguished.

where
serendipity
begins

and rainbows
bend..

and so do

we.