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.

jack rabbit
clouds
clutter
the horizon
line,

runaway
segulls
pepper
the sky,

like so
many
beaked
pirates
in search
of a
meal to
blunder.

can opener
spirits
leave me
weary
and tripping
down
to the
waters
edge

and under
the white
foam
and surf,

between
the sea's
mercy
and lullaby
serenade.

I bury
my thoughts

in you.

these
days,

barricades of
tears
behind your
eyes,

moments
pressed
hard against
your heart.

the sweet
sound of
honey
when
you breathe
in my
ears,

redemption
in your
smile

on any
kind of
day.

the things
these
days that
test your
will.

pages
turning
in these
words
I write.

my childhood
comes
for me
some nights.

I wish
I was
12 and
you were
10.

and the
world
could
start all
over

again.

under a
half sun
baked
california
afternoon,

papers
piling up
against
my front
door,

and then

you dance
into my
fairy tale
paper cutter
life,

in and
out
of view,

cinderella
shoe less
in the
most
uncertain
of times,

come lay
your
head on
my shoulder
and recover
each other's
souls in
our eyes,

and then
we will
throw
rocks
at the
moon,

and then
let it's
million
pieces
of cheese
fall at
our feet.

even in
this day.

enough
of the
night.

we can
stay here
forever,

or for
about
a week.

no surprizes
in this
tequila
water
colored
morning,

when the
sun reaches
your eyes,

you are
even more
beautiful
than I
remember
from the
night.

excuse me
if I
trip over
the moment
for awhile,

and just
enjoy you
lying
still.

like a
angel
sleeping

wings
held
closed.

my destiny
in your

eyes.

a blanket
of fireworks
in your
eyes,

to celebrate
every
moment
spent
with you.

it is
a long
ways
around
sometimes.

falling
in and
out of
the every day
things
that we
do.

but love
trust
and certainty
are always
you.

your marriage
your children
your faith.

and though
you are
a long
way gone
down the
road of
your own,

I am grateful
through
for these
poems
that you
have stopped
and shared
with me,

you have
made me so
much more
than the
poet I
was before...

day or
night
dreams
come true
in your
eyes,

curious
corner
turns of
your smile
make it
so.

sitting
still in
the
universe
moves
as you
move

unchangeable
in it's
nature
and commitment
to your
touch.

you move
as one.

and I
have come
to witness,

to raise
up and
gaze upon
your stars
for a time,

and the
miracle
that is
in everything
that you
are.

nothing
ever to
be taken
for granted,

or thought
of lightly.

only prayed
for

with conviction.

you are
someone
to aspire
to,

from the
very first
moment
I saw
your angel
face.

much like
waiting
next to
a river
hoping
it will
carry you
away.

you are
summer
the best
season
of all

and I am
selfish
sometimes
and it
seems
to be that
way now
with you.

give me
a summer
solstice
sun,


with clouds
kissing
your face,

bare toes
running
free
on a
hill.

your laughter
all that
can be
heard for
miles and
miles...

and only
me to
see you
smile.

it is
all of
you
that fills
my moments.

nothing
about you
thrown
away
or discarded
like some
defective
toy.

it is
all of
you that
is so
amazing.

a runny
red
nose
one day
when you
might
have the
flu,

a work day
morning
when your
make-up
isn't
quite right

when you
don't feel
pretty,

or feel
bloated
and out
of sorts.

I take
all of
you.

and each
moment
is the
best moment
of you.

so rest
assured
your bad
day is
not that
to me,

bad news
or cramps
can be
met just
as easily
with my
smile
and a bowl
of your
favorite ice
cream,

instead of
letting them
wreck
your entire
week...

and you
love
ice cream,

I can
see it
in your
eyes.

so when
ever you
are out
of sorts
or not
feeling
your best,

remember
I think
that
moment
is the
best
of you

and I

am always
there.

I would
fight
the world
for you,

I would
break a
mountain
down,

run a
full river
dry.


pebbles
to dust.

water to
dirt.

under sky
black and
blue.

in the
tenderness
of a
moment,

I would
look
deep
into
your eyes.

and lift
your soul
into the
day,

and the
universe
would
begin
for just
the
two of
us.

and the
touch
of your
hand
would
hold me
in perfect
arc across
this sunset
horizon
line.

that traces
your smile
in the
wind.

and I
will
never
forget
you,

not now
not from
the first
moment
we met.

in heaven's
grace
and reverent
prayer.

you answered
mine.

slow down
take a
taste of
this time,

in these
words
and tangerine
smiles
we share
from time
to time.

take a big
bite
of the
moment,

with a deep
glass
of burgundy
wine,

on a Sunday
evening
with all
these
pages
of poems
nestled
high and
tangled
around
your feet.

you can
afford to
lose a
day or
two.

and reflect
in the
moment,

I give
you these
gifts graciously
like a
new born
it's first
smile,

and in
all of
you

it is
a moment
I will

never
forget.

a staircase
falling from
the sky,

would
surely

lead to
you.

and after
the words
had all
been
spoken,

and I
lay innocent
in your
eyes.

I would
wish
for nothing
more.

in this
moment
where
the value
of gold
would
be pennies,

and the
shadow of
your raven
hair would
wrap me
tender and
warm
under this
winter
sun.

and my
bones
would be
blessed
through
and through.

at the
touch of
you.

at the
promise of
something

else.

fate falls
from your
eyes,

like a
hurricane.

everything
it touches
is never
the same
again.

and forever
in a
moment
it will
bleed
you.

in salvation.

and the
savior
of all
to come
will lie
deep in
your eyes.

and as
I watch
you breathing.

I totally
forget.

that I am
breathing
too.

it is
instead
the realization
that I
need you
first
to survive.

if ever
my feet
should
ever again
touch
the ground.

.

you and
your peek a boo
smile,

and your
diamond
eyes that
flash lightning
strikes
in the
night.

speak my
poems
back to
me,

these
words of
sunlight
and shadows.

tell me
all these
things
that I
see in
you,

that are
the definition
of destiny
and
happiness
to me.

throw
away the
darkness,

let the
minutes
and hours
of the
day
melt over
me.

as I sit
here and
write to
you.

with these
words.

that only
you could
give a
home

tonight.

you lie
your shadow
over me,

in these
thoughts
that  I
chase
to catch
in the
day.

a smile
here
a laugh
there
perhaps.

catching
a glimpse
of you
inside
your
office
window
pane.

and what
is to
become
of these
day dreams
as they
wander,

like puppies
unleashed
on a
summer's
beach.

reasons
without
purpose,

spontaneous
actions
w­ithout
cause,

love
without
conditions,

only the
thought
of you
in mind.

like the
exact
moment
we enter
into
this world,

or the
exact
moment
God's
chooses
us to
leave it.

each is
equally
my thoughts

of you

tonight.

I would
watch
you sleep
deep
in tall
cinnamon
grass,

on a
hill till
the moon
falls under
your spell

as I have.

in this
mystical
place of
no time
or reason.

just
pockets
of dreams
through
out my
day.

and today
we hugged.

and did
you notice
we were
a perfect
circumstance.

like stars
to sky,

we were
tangents
to each other's
hearts,

waves
to sea.

and for
a moment
today

everything
was

us.

In a
moment
in your
eyes
you
stole my
breath
away,

and for
that moment
I was
a kite
untethered
in your
******
wind.

and all
my trust
was in
you ,

and all
that I had
ever known
before fell
to my
feet like
rain drops
from the
sky.

and my
heart
was for
the taking,

and my
soul was
for the
asking.

and the
spaces
around
your eyes
were pearl
white
and the color
of your
tongue
was a
cherry red.

and in the
eternity
of this
moment.

I was
blind
but i
could see

only you.

clearer
than I
ever had
before.

where do
your quiet
thoughts
go?

and how
can I
meet
them
there.

and curl
around
them and
dream
through
the night.

as old
friends,

that hide
nothing
and give

everything.

and turn
to one
another
for truth
and innocence.

and lean
against
each other
with trust
and promise.

where do
your wild
thoughts
go?

and if
we could
meet

would you
sing and
dance

with me

a awhile.

because of
you,

I hold
the sunrise
a little
closer
when I
awake.

and the
sound of
your voice
runs
a little
deeper
through
my soul
when I
first hear
it.

to this
place
that I
have
wandered
to write
these
words.

and at
night under
the full
belly
of the
moon.

I will
dismantle
all the
stars in
the sky
if I
should
never see
you

again.

and feel
your grace
and holiness
upon my
face.

to you
go I

as seed
to sun.

never to
be the

same

again...

the holding
of light
as the
evening
falls,

outside
your work's
window
pane,


the journey
home to
everything
that you
are.

leaving
all of
us to
melt,

in our
footsteps
to our
lives
lived
far away.

like sun
leaving
sky

never to
see the
night

even once.

I walk
and think
of you,

and you
might as
well be

a million
miles

away.

for I
will never

find you

there.

you will

never come

home
to me.....

I close
my eyes
to see
you,

to remind
myself
that I
can see
you when
ever I
want.

to  feel
you in
everything
that I
do.

like rain
saturating
a field,

bringing
life to
everything
it touches.

and it
seems
to be
true,

it is
the simplest
of moments
that you
bring
yourself
to me.

that mean
the most.

and without
notice
on either
part.

my life
becomes
a paradise.

of you.

let fall
your canopy
eyes
over me.

and make
me beg
for soft
gestures
of touch
and exhilaration,

the turning
of one
to the
other,

the giving
of trust
and compassion
to new
things.

like pickings
of berries
in  a
bakers
flour.

waiting
to become

something

beautiful.
delicious

to your
awaiting
lips and
tongue

and mine...

It is

warmer

where you

are,



I can

feel it.



there is

such depth

in your

eyes

your life.



I can

see it.



a wife

a mother

a child

of God.



you have

this grace

about you,



like the

keys

on a piano,



all  in their

perfect place

to one another.



all in

tune



you are

music

to all who

see you.



and to

you we

sing.



as you

dance on

by  we

celebrate

all that

is you.



and even

for a moment



it was

good

to see your

smile

today.



it seemed

to give

meaning

to everything

else around

me.



and I



in a peaceful

moment,



I smiled,

as if in

a dream...

I know
you feel love
is just
a gypsy
shadow,

the moment
between day
and night
struggling
for light.


something you
can barely
see,

like blind
faith or
an unborn
child in
a woman's
womb.

and yet nothing
you are
able to
hold on
too.

sleep deep
under your
covers,

sing softly
your songs
to God.

it might not
be this
world that
you are
truly loved,

or you finally
know your
worth.

but in
his world
doubt will
not exist

nor *******
sons..

who love
you hard
with all
their might.

and then
spit their
juice deep
inside your
thighs.

and you
call it
love...

It gets between
your heart beats,

and then they
beat out
of tune.

the rust of
stupid hearts
and dreams that
you dreamed
would forever
come true.

but you never
truly gave
your self to
those dreams.

and now
the rust holds
you in place,
to hang in the
same familiar
moment too
long like a fly
waiting for
the spider's
final verdict
in a web.

talk to her
now she
is only 23.

but she will
be the same
at 33 or someday
43 lying in
her bed.

telling the same
old lies
moaning the
same old
regrets.

welcoming
the next warm
body to
"love her".

sad.

she never wanted
more.

she never
walked for
a moment

on love's  two
way street,

so let
the spider
dine alone...

if only
she would
of ever
fallen
in love
for a
single moment,

perhaps that
would of made
all the
difference

in the
world...

It is
going
to be
difficult
to say.

to keep this
day dream
in your
back pocket.

along with
the shadows
of your smile
in my heart.

we were
14  I found
love in
the blue moon
circles
of your
eyes.

it changed
me in
everything
I would
ever see
in my
life again.

inside out
was how
you saw
me and

deep as a
river was how
our love
did run.

and for
the first
time in
my life
people
would
see me
there.

not some
figment
of my
adolescent
imagination

don't be
shy
you
said.

and I
never
was
again.

and then
at 16
you turned
me free.

and said
go love
some
more.

40 years
later

today
I know for
certain now
that..

I owe
this
wonderful
blessed
life I have
to you.

and it
makes me
fall in love
with you
all over

again.

We move
to our early
morning
lullaby

of the
moon
surrendering
itself
down to
it's celestial
bed.

whispers
between us
shared,

with no
one else.

cats at
our feet
making
pillows of
our toes.

Sumatran
coffee
brewing
unattended
in the next
room.

and all
I can do
is look at
you in
amazement
while
you
sleep.

and guard
your dreams
from broken
places.

time at
this moment

at this
heartbeat

at this
breath

in the

sum of

all things

I dream.


is you.

Come take
your mind
on down
with me .

let our bodies
be canvases
to the tributes
of our
lives.

leave  
our old stories
like tattered
and worn
baggages

by the
door.

be each
others
savior for
awhile.

a old lover's
lament.

not trying
to fill in
each other's
water color
dreams,

with lies
or half
obligated
promises.

and finally
when the
late afternoon

comes to
swallow our
worn
innocence.

close the
door.

leave unsaid
the words
that must
be said.

return us
both with
some dignity


to the outskirts

of our lives.

A secret
passed

given in
confidence
of heart

from you
to me.

confided
in trust,

held with
a mother's
care.

the guard
has been
set.

boundaries
defined.

seasons
to follow
to be

tended
with grace.

souls to
be harvested
not wasted
to seed.

a child to
dance

by songs

of you..

and under
every  
moon"s ripe
bellied
womb.

from
here to
eternity's
gate.

each day

A prayer
I will
send

to you.

A secret
passed

given in
confidence
of heart

from you
to me.

confided
in trust,

held with
a mother's
care.

the guard
has been
set.

boundaries
defined.

seasons
to follow
to be

tended
with grace.

souls to
be harvested
not wasted
to seed.

a child to
dance

by songs

of you..

and under
every  
moon"s ripe
bellied
womb.

from
here to
eternity's
gate.

each day

A prayer
I will
send

to you.

If we were 10.

through
my child's
eye,

thoughts
of you
skip across
my mind,

like pebble
thoughts
thrown
on a river.

on a
summer's
day,

while
children play.

innocence
parading
homemade
kites a
bending,

to the
shears
of the wind
at Tempest
heights.

back pockets
emptied,

to a new
friend
offered

all that
I worldly
possess,

the ******* jack
compass,
the slinky,  
and the  
cat's eye
marble
blue.

I give
to you

and
nothing
less.

My love
inhales.

I take
your breath.

scorpion
tracks
of salt
from
the hot
sun
run down

your
golden
tanned
back.

you arch
to receive
me.

my body
slopes
to deliver.

and stars
collide.

and
black stone
belly clouds
burst to

deliver
white
snow
diamonds

from the

empty sky.

heavens
rage,

love binds
us eternal.

this dream

I have
of you.

In the baptism
of your
exhaustion

from the

night before.


I would guard
your sleep.

and prop
your head
upon my
chest.

let my thoughts
pour over
you,
like a soft
rain.

I would tend
your garden
while you
slept, and
play
like a
child with
your tangled

angel hair.

I would hum you
a melody in
your ears.
and keep your fears
at bay...

I would sit
and watch
you sleep.

In hope that
in the morning
when you
awake.

we would be


everything.

I seek
your smile,
like a six
year old
engulfed
in the
curiosity
of you.

I peek
through
the diamond

paned windows
of your
thoughts
that you have
left  open
to me.

everything new.

somethings
unexplained.

in the still
moments before
dawn,
I sit here
at my
keyboard
and talk to
it about you.

the joys
you feel.

the heart aches
we hide.

and then
you give
me pieces
of you.

and I
hold them
dear.

like sunlight
to flowers.

you awaken
me again.

Clouds dance

like children

playing in

open blue sky.



and under

them I

day dream

of you

and where you

are and what you

are doing?



it is

the grace of

knowing

you that makes

me think of

you and pray.



that you are

well and

loved deeply

and held close

in the

morning when

you awake.



that your eyes

are bright

and full

of wonder.



just as I

wonder about

you and the

deep sighs

that you

take at

first kiss

on this Thursday

morning



day dreaming

of you.

under black

night star lite

night by

sea.



I would be

your pillow,

and my dreams

your sheltered

grace.



and in

these moments

of salvation

I would give

you all

that I am.



the travels

of many roads

the tears

of many hearts.



I would lay

down upon

your dreams

and cover them

with mine.



a thousand miles

away ,



only a

moment"s  wink

in time,



when I

hold close

this moment

and  think of

it  as mine.

You take
my
breath
away
with
your

teardrop
smile.

your imaginary

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
smile.

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.

You are
the dream
of everything.

the slumber
while I
sleep,

as the
peace
and blessing
of your
smile,
falls over
me

you are
the pieces
of my
night
that I
remember.

the warmth
in my
soul
that I
carry with
me through
out
my day,

till night
returns
me to
you

and our
thousand
dreams
till

dawn.

And at
blackest point
of night
when stars
fall to
your angel
eyes,

and the clouds
dance before
you in hues
of black and
blue,

and the
sea stands
before you
a humble
witness
in trust.

kiss the
moon and
be reborn
for a moment
in time.

as truth is
your shadow
and time
is your
fate.

and I will
be the
soul who
applauds
you,

the keeper
of your
smile and
laughter
for a while..

I will
celebrate

you.

and peel
back your
stories of
heart,

and keep
them for
a deep breath
or two
under this
celestial
sky,

and be
the audience
who stands
upon my
feet.

to watch
you from
a far...

and embrace
the miracle
that you
are.

You are
the dream
of everything,

the sum of
all my
thoughts,


the slumber
while I
sleep,

as the
peace
and blessing
of your
smile,
falls over
me

you are
the pieces
of my
night
that I
remember.

the warmth
in my
soul
that I
carry with
me through
out
my day,

till night
returns
me to
you

and our
thousand
dreams
till

dawn.

I can
remember
everything
about the
last time
I witnessed
your smile.

and if
you could
see how
beautiful
the memory
is,

you would
realize
like me
that there
is never
a "was"
to a
moment
spent
with you.

it lingers
and sings
to me,

to reveal
all of
it's secrets,

and though
I might
meet it
now with
empty
pockets
of fate.

your face
is something
I always
carry with
me,

in deep
breaths
and tender
offerings,

in  true
definition
of what

a woman
can do
to your

soul.

So easy
to slip
in and
out of
thought
with you,

like clouds
playing
peek a boo
with the
sun on
a high
sky
timeless
day.

sitting
here
testing
my fortune
every time
you come
into my
view.

you are
now in
me in so
many
places
that
I call
home.

and you
are always
welcomed
here.

like a
surprise
I knew
nothing
about.

a kiss
I never
saw
coming.

you are
a fortune
found

a seed
in my
blood.

a laugh
that makes
me unexpectedly
see myself

in you.

There is
never a

long way
around
to your
smile,

it is
such a
graceful
and simple
offering,

God
is in
you,

and you
give him
back

inside me.

and I
in return
sit and
write these
words
to you.

from

the first
day
that I
ever saw
you

smile.

The sigh
of your angel
breath.

the deep
reflection
of your
universal
eyes.

and then
the quiet
gentle
surrender,

of my
open
soul
to you.

to that
place
that is
calm
and safe
and warm.

timeless
in
it's
presence.

rolling
and full
like
a Pacific
ocean
wave.

and all
that
is in
this moment
is the
promise
of your
smile.

and the
beating
of your
heart.

and the
treasure
that is
rich
and pure.

your friendship
and sky.

naked to
my eyes.

You sit
by the
seaside
waters
edge,

and blue
sky
embraces
you,

and the
afternoon
sun
light
dances
through your
tangled
angel hair,

and the
ocean tide
strains to
touch you.

and the
salt air
intoxicates
you,

and for
a moment
you are
as free as
the seagulls
that hover
like salt and
pepper
pilgrims
above you
on the
breeze.

and you
sit and
wonder in
this moment
and what
your life
has become,

and you
smile
and God
smiles
with you.

and I
smile
for you,

and reach
to catch
your eyes,

to be
intoxicated
for a while

like the
tide that
moves
inside you,

the open
heart that
beats within
you

I reach for
nothing else.