you lie
across your bed
like an angel
just laid.

and all
debts owed
to each other
are paid
in full
without
regrets.

and though I
may never
be  the dream
in your
eyes again.

our desperate
hearts were
true and full
till mornings
light,

and I could
not love you
more,

without names
of husband
and wife.

and though
we have come to
age past
one another
far too
long ago.

still you
bless my evening
when you
come to
see my eyes
like no one
ever has.

all bets
in life are
off.

and naked
is my love
to you.

in this fairy
tale moment
so clear in
black and
white.

with you.

It is

the web

inside

your eyes

that my words

are caught

within,



but not

struggling to

get free,



but instead

struggling to

express.



the beauty

of you,

the touch of

your princess

smile.



the open

sky oceans

in which you

dream,



do not take

pity on  

those of

us that

dream.



searching now

looking

for you

moving past

just outside

this midnight

sky..



we  are

for these

few moments

tangents of

heart,



that have

collided into

this moment.



and I cannot

resist.



no more

than this rain

outside my

window

could ever

fall upward

instead

of following

it's God-given

path to Earth.



and so

I write now

to you.



to these poems

reaching for

a single star,​



and to

whatever

fortunes

your tides

may bring.

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...

In my dream
it was coming
on Christmas,

it was
the birth
of a journey
unlike anything
that I
had ever
been on
before.

and it
was the
first time
for feelings
that I
had never
felt before.

and I knew
it was you
in my heart,

from the
first moment
that I saw
you.

something definite
magically defined
like silver stars
that dance on
the blackest
sky on
a chill
winter's night.

and ask nothing
of the sky
but a view.

a soft and
tender kiss
that can
never be forgotten.

and as
I hold
you now,

I still
witness the
stars dancing
in your
eyes,

in this life
that has become
our grace.

in the
dreams that
I have found
my true love

in the
universe
that I have
found in

you.

in the
silence of
a tender
smile

upon your
face.

tonight.

under your
big tops.


delicious back

somersault
tumbles,


tickling my

chin as you

would
fly by

over head.


trampoline

spike
bounces

off my
Coppertone
brown

belly ,

as you
would

melt
over me

and my

thighs

applaud....


our passion

was a
three

ring circus
then.


contortionist,

soul grapplers

and sin.


and what
is left

to us
now but
scars

still
unreconciled,


inside

and out,

cuts unkind
that

validate
the ticket
and price

of our

love's admission

we each
paid full ticket
that summer.


to be
even for
the shortest

of times,

under your
big tops.


the greatest

show on
earth.

A day where

nothing fits.

lying in my room

sifting through

gypsy thoughts

of running away

to perform in a

carnival

with you.


getting a little

annoyed with

my pillow and the

fat cat sleeping

in the middle

of it.


listening

for your voice,

but I can't

hear it.

and just over

the hill,

I travel

maybe today

I will arrive.

anywhere

that is away

from here.


I would love

to  topple the

highest building

In this concrete city

to the ground.

and plant flowers

and gardens on it's

concrete floors

and knock out

its cold concrete

windows with a stone,


caught between

the greys

and whites

of down town

Los Angeles,


wondering how

anyone ever

escapes from

this place

alive.

I sit
a man
on a
bubble gum
shaped hill.

with my
dream
thoughts

tangled
up in
this day
with
you.

while Marsh
mellow
clouds
run like
wild horses,

across
the Cimmaron
sky .

between
here and
this
sun,

Where somewhere
I know
you are.

and it
is enough.
to know

that I
embrace
the winds
that find
pleasure
in your
hair,

that
I kiss
the rains
that
fall
upon
your face

and in

moments

quench your

thirst and

mine.


and  know our
journey
in this
world will

never be
alone.

She untangles
from around
me,

like a
ball of
cheap

drunken

yarn.

then finds
her way
down our
bedroom
stairs.

upon reaching
the bottom

she throws
away a
glance

in my
general
direction.


much like
a person
waiting on

a bench
for a bus

would do,


when they
see a

car go by

then realize,


there is
no one

in it that
they really
know
or care
about.


it is just

a courtesy


"I think I

might know

you nod."


no need for

I love you's

this morning.


good-bye will

suffice.


and this
evening

when the
bus comes

to bring
her back..


It will
find me
waiting,


like a

wooden

drugs store

indian

at the
bottom

of the
stairs

eager to

meet her
there.

every day

right on

time.


it is not

so much
a game

we play,


as it

it has
become
instead.

a almost

lifeless

existence a


scare crows

ritual we
act..


biding time.
every morning
we awake.


sleep walking

love through

our day.

never
realizing,


we never
had anywhere
to go

to begin

with.

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.

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.

Something
in my
moments
is always
you,

the spirit
that you
carry,

the perfect
stranger
that you
are.

a gift
of youth
to see
you in
my weary
day.

always
in balance
full of
life,

with love
rising
from your
lips for
your
lover to
take
and harvest
full,

in the
mornings
baptism
when you
first awake.

where
to those

of us

that live

without you
lie in far
lesser
moments,

in the
lives that
we live.

heads
barely
above
water
straining
to catch
our breath,

straining
to catch
a view

of you.

Runaway and
bury your body
under me
in the rain,

and lick
and quench
your thirst off
heaven's  water
running
off of
my neck

and memorize our
kisses deep
and wet,

until you
are unable
to feel
the rain
anymore

and our tongues
become weak
from full
pleasure,

then tell
me your
secrets and
show me
all of
your secret
places in
the dark,

and sing
to me
your cardinal
sighs and
moans of
love.

show me
everything,
hold nothing
back,

this is
the moment
that the
universe
has made us
perfect for.

like the sun
raising over
the horizon.

and never
looking back.

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...)

And through
the moon
shadows
I watch
you sleep,


innocent
slumber of
a angel
resting
from flight.,


wings that
have touched
my heart.


smile have
found
refuge in
my soul.


tonight in
these moon
shadows
that always
make me
think of you.

and my
thoughts
begin with
you,

like the first
snow on
a winter
hillside,
or the
first star
that you
see at
night.
and I have
come to
realize
that I am
so much
more because
of it,


of knowing
you, for
wishing upon
stars at
night,


that I
might
spend my
whole life

alone.


if only for

the chance

to see you
once.

And on

your birthday

God

handed you

to me,



and I felt

unworthy.



no matter

of fate

could bring

such a

perfect child

here to

me.



and our

stars were

from that

moment

crossed,



and  my heart

became full

of you.



and dinosaurs

and sci-fi

movies and

sports would

be the

stories of

our lives.



and evening

prayers of

faith would

be our

canopy.



and your

worldly travels

would fill

your dreams,



and I would

grow old

and you

would constantly

make me

feel loved,



cause even

in the

greatness of

the man

you have

become,



always in

your eyes



I still

see my

child.



and that

is the

greatest

moment

in my

life ,



that I

have ever

come to

know.

(for Noah when he was

5 years old)



Child angel

resting

on a pillow

of clouds.



Head of hair

three weeks

overdue

from the

barber's

chair.



spiderman pajamas

keeping

your dreams

toasty

against the

midnight air.,



your mother

and  I lying

next to

you as you

sleep.



only five

years old.

and you

have made

every

dream in our

lives come

true.



slumber well

our son.

slumber deep.



under this

harvest moon



our dreams

you keep.

I must of had

one eye blind

not to see

the rest

of you.


walking through

the kitchen

for a midnight

snack.


sleeping next to

me on our lace pillows

with the moon

slumbering

upside down above

our bed.


and all that

you have forgotten,

I have not

forgotten a thing.


your naked taste,

the tangled ringlets

in your auburn hair.


to me love was always

a blossom and my

nights with you

a fairy tale rite.


of sunshine

and light,

of star flights

and falls.


but still somewhere

in between

all of this

I lost you.


and the colors

and the textures

of the world as

well.


now I just dream

one eye blind,


walking in my sleep

half me without you.


a broken turtle

without a

shell a

lost tomorrow

without a sun

to kiss it's

face.

it is

coming on

a lazy

fire ember

dawn,



I have

not slept

a moment

all night

by your side.



our breathing

in tune

to a finely

aged moment

born

at the

beginning

of time .



and now

I have

your face

to put

to this

moment

too.



and I

I am exactly

where I

was meant

to be.



and then

you turn

to kiss

me.



and I realize

you never

opened

your eyes.



you were

just so

sure that

I would

always be

here.



and in

the morning

light I

give your

kiss back

to you.



and we

smile.

And I

would not

let any

black thought

ever find you,



I would tend

to your dreams

like a



sheppard his

flock as

you sleep.



and calm

your whispers

and kindle

your dreams

of joy and youth.



doubt and despair

will not

find you,



for as you

sleep I

am there

for you to

trust and

lean upon,



our roots

run deep.

no wind

would ever

bend my

diligence and

thought of you.



and my

care for

your dreams

are beyond

the moon

and back again.



till morning finds

you awakening,



and my dreams

begin three

thousand miles

away.

(on a day when patty was ill)

And I will
sit diligently
and fill  these
moments with
prudence and
salvation,

in the empty chair
next to
your bed.

I will tend to you
as a garden
inside my heart
and let
your roots
grow deep,

and in
the moments
that you sleep.

I will dream
of you,

with you
until
you awake.

and you
are well.

and in a
moment that
you might stir

you will
always open
your eyes
to find me
there.

a place
to rest
my soul,

and be
quiet inside
my heart.

and watch
the madness
of this world
run by.

and over
in the
corner
your smile
always puts
me at ease.

and the
morning runs
deep
behind
your eyes.

and for
the forgiveness
of our

regrets in
my wildest
dreams I
know you
will always
be the
biggest part
of me.

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.

Your the
snowflake
looking for
redemption
as you
circle swirl
from the
ceiling of
this black
night,

and as
you settle.
upon my face

and slowly
melt upon
the corners
of my
mouth,

I stand
and
I wish
I was

kissing
you.

Trapped

inside

the moon

and looking

out,


but now

with nothing

to wish

upon.


the leaves

of dead

trees lie

black,


like the

devil color of

thick fat

hickory

crows,


and the

color of

the deep

coat

of flies


that now

covers

my heart.


all confessions

to this

moment,


now lie

testimony

to you

and your

final farewell,


or the time

it takes

to die


inside your

smile.

Everything in
this moment
begins to
form around
your eyes,

like a child
before Christmas
or a
birds trembling
at first flight.

you bring
anticipation
to this moment
and the next.

and the
sunlight
jumps in
sparks from
your tangled
angel hair,

and if
not for
the eternity
of you,

this life
would hardly
be worth
living,

and your
smile is
without
explanation
and everything
that you
are is
a miracle to
everyone who
is around
you.

for now
I have been
caught in the
glimpse of
you and now I
understand.

you are
a gypsy on
the wind,

whose soul
runs restlessly
wild

and though
your stay
may be short.

to not live
these moments
with you
at all,

would certainly
of been the
definition
of a poet's heart
broken in
two.

and I
don't know
if I ever
could of
handled
that.

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 Lovers
prayer
I will
send

to you.

A jack daniel's
jitterbug
point of
view.

stumbling
a little
left and
then a little
right.

fall rain
running
off my
crimson

jacket's
silhouette.

caught
somewhere
between
love
a­nd fleeing
the refuge
from this

heart break
of you.

candy wrapper
love affair
all taste
no substance,

now melted
all over
me. left
sticky
and wanting
in the still
black air.

throw me
a life jacket.

hail me a cab.

let this poor
loser fold his
hand. turn
in his chips.

tonight

I will not
wager on
love
anymore.

tonight

I will not
win.

For awhile
it will cloak
you in
your darkest
secrets.

you and him
vows
broken
empty beds
not slept in.

cocoon yourself
in new
dreams and
slivers
of the
old you
you used
to be,

when you
were a child
and the
universe was
yours and
you didn't
have to share
it with
anyone else.

and from
the cocoon you
will blossom,

and his sweat
will be long
ago dried
upon your
body.

and you
will dream
upon new
stars and
your heart
will echo
new feelings
of new
dreams breaking
through.

and the beauty
in your eyes
will return
again.

and I will
always be
there  to see
you to
smile in
return.

the fountain
of my youth
was always
you,

we were just born
lifetimes
apart.

but still
I am
always here
for you.

so bring
your light
into your
darkness..

the universe
it waits
for you.

Today I'm 37
your 36,

Our words
dance between
words,

our one sided
questions
always leave
me on
guard preparing
for the
next attack.

but that is
not how
we used
to be,

once we
were kind
and gentle
and simple
almost to
a fault.

when love
didn't have
to be defined
or caged
or bled
dry from
our hearts.

when I love
you
meant I
loved you.

not a dictionary
of words
and predetermined
feelings and
obligations.

I remember it
well,
you were 12
I was 13
it was
a hot summer
day,

we were
playing in
your blow up
pool in
your back
yard.

and it
was the first
time I
had ever
seen you
in your
one piece
black nylon
bathing suit.

and love was
never to
be the
same again.

nothing left
to hide
nothing left
to give,

life and love
have stripped
and mined it
all away
from me,

and time
has consumed.
all the
tidbits  of
me that
might at
one time
or another
been yummy
or satisfying,

to her or
them or
whatever.

and still
almost
not by choice
have all
the pieces
in my life
still miraculously
fallen in
together

to this.

I love you.

I sit.

catching
every
glimpse
in your
eyes.

I feel
rich.

holding
out for
this moment
to never
end.

when the
times
of a
child"s
daydreams
are
over,

and the
tears
of circus
clowns
are long
forgotten.

I sit.

a thousand
miles
away
from you.

unannounced,
rectified.

to your
life and
all it's
trimmings
of faith
and hope.

and day
dreams you
once had
as a
child
escape me.

but still
beckon me
to chase
them down

to find

your treasures

of heart


buried under

some distant
sandy beach,

I know
not where..

but I
resist
temptation.
to find
their end.

because
I don't
want
this moment
to end.

to sit
and catch
every glimpse
in your
eyes,

and in
my life
to never
want
anything

more.

it is

a wishful

thing

every time

I kiss you.


a falling star

come true.


a copper

penny

found heads

upon

the street.


to hold all

of you in

my arms,


is the sea

embracing

shore,


the roots

of a tree

Mother Earth.


a horizon line

the edge of

darkness.


but you

are my

light,


and warmth

and holiness

our first kiss

tonight.


and I

am but

the pilgrim

who seeks

you.


the lover

who can

love nothing else.


the man

who sees

no one

but you

in my

eyes.

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...

Tonight,

Let me
lie down
upon your
tender belly
and look
up and sky
and connect
the stars
in the shapes
of animal *******
cookies,

then taste
them one
by one
upon your
lips,

in one of
our finest
deserts
of life.

let me chase
fire flies
across this
night,

without anyone
futures to
decide.

opening
our eyes
to

and bend of
all our love
and truth
in this
moment.

let me
pray like
crazy that
I might
never have
to close
my eyes,

and just
rejoice in
this moment
of seeing
you.

let me
simply lie
naked and
melt under
your canopy
smile

tonight.

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...

Lying

in the
dark.

have all
of your
rose petal
promises
fallen
at your
angel
feet?

is time
just
a silhouette
of tired
dreams,

lost
through
the open
windows
of your
eyes.

as your
touch
lies

unanswered.

a treasure

for true
love
to find.

waiting in
your sleep

running
when you
are
awake

to the
place,

where
the souls
of missing
people

lie.

The surrendering
of breathing
to one
another,

in deep
embraces
that tilt
the sky.

a moment
of exhilaration
in your
eyes.

anything
that would
be your
need of
me.

no holding
back

a sigh
finding
it's own
true
nature
in the
night.

without
words
or things
that you
can't take
back.

just given
with no
regrets

no expectations.

only promises
of days
ahead
and what
may come

of us.

I am older now,
a little less
blind,

a little
bit wiser
to your
gypsey smile,

and I will not
ever fall
into it
again.

you never
had a plan
for me,

not the kind
that would
really last.

a kitten playing
with a ball
of yarn
and my heart
will never
recover again.

it will
just have
to live
with it's scratches
of valor
of loving you.

and such are
my days for
you,

you come in
and out of
them like sunlight
dancing naked
through a
tree.

time has no
reference to you,
and as all
of these
years pass,

I have come
to realize
some of the
things that
I gave you
I can never
get back.

but they call
to me from
now and
then,

like rainbows after
a storm.

or echos
of lost love
that bring
harmony to
my ears.

and so
I sit here
again.

and only you
and I know
why.

I know
there is a
sadness in
your loveliness,

and that
sometimes
you reach out
into the night
hoping your
dreams
might last
forever
but you know
that they
never will.

and some
nights
my body rests
back to
back with
yours and we
talk
long
deep
into the night.

we have become
best of  friends
through
the blessing
and falls
of time.

and in
your eyes
I have
found the
greatest peace
that I have
ever known.

and sitting
under exploding stars
tonight ,
I can
feel everything
inside me
so much
more.

perhaps it
was our
first kiss
so simple and
perfect.

that we
knew

and we
never said
a word,

and everything
in our
hearts got
rearranged,

and from
that one moment
that we met
under  the
universe.

the night

it set us free.

forget me not
in your
shadowed
eyes.

the confessions
are between
you and your
God tonight.

and as
you play
your part
in your
shadow dances.

be not afraid
just be
yourself,

it was
always your
greatest
gift
to me.

and the
sting
that awaits.
you,


be assured.
all of
your debts
in this
world have
been fully
paid.

for it
is now
I who will
be the
lonely
pauper
without

you.

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.

The tender

sigh upon

your breath,


the whisper

of something

misplaced

in your

life before.



I hold

near to

my heart ,


and with

all the
pieces

of your
life that
are
you.


I find

peace and

love,


and a
warm

and gentle

place to

place my

soul.


and in

your arms

that embrace

me I am

whole and

you are

whole,


and we

are complete

in love
with
one
another..


we are

one in this

passion
night.

.

where our

sighs
do not

wander
unanswered


and our

dreams

fill the
sky.


and you

open to

receive

me ,

with

trust and

hope in

your sighs.


and I give

you deep

I give you

full.

and

your pleasure

is a
blessing

to my

eyes.

Your laughter
beckons me
like a call
of the wind
to a distant
ocean cloud,

it moves
me to
laughter
as well
and for
a moment
we are
one.

and it
is warm
and soft
and stirs
my dreams
to wander.

all in
this moments
passing,

and then
it is
gone,

and the
sky is
empty
again.

but then
the morning
comes..

at first
light the
sun hurries
to find
your eyes,

the wind
rushes to
touch
your face,

and I
hope to
catch your
smile
somewhere
in your
busy day.

if only
for a moment
that seems
to embrace
eternity,

something that
I cannot
forget,
but cherish.

and dream
upon,

and I
am always
the better
for it.

and though
you might
hardly
notice

I am
grateful
for the
moment.

a single
moment

of you.

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.

midnight kisses.


Tonight
under the
rumble
of our
moistened
satin
sheets,

I could
not hold
you any
tighter
between
my arms,

or could
I lie
deeper
in your
sighs,

and in
our bed.

there
is no
doubt
in the
stars
that fall
around
us over
head.

and my
universe
tilts
to your
eyes,

and my
senses
fill with
the taste
of you,

and over
and over
again
this one
moment
will never

be enough.

Hollow sounds

running away

from the back

of my heart.


I can't

chase them.

I can't

go back.

no matter

how much

I wish

that I could.


I'm blinded

sometimes

by the things

that I have done.

choices that

I have made.


In our love

I opened

up the

box of ******* jacks.

and the prize

was missing.


I was so

much less

to you.

than you

deserved

..
lost  myself  after ten

years or so in

our relationship.


and I never

found

you

again.


We died

in my shallow faith

and we

never

even

noticed.


They say

that I am

not that

person

anymore.


and my marriage

now of 24 years

was always

meant to be

the love of

my life.


and I

am just

writing

this

because I

thought

that you

might like

to know.


with no

regrets...


I finally

found

my prize.

it is 1030
on a
a March
monday
morning

the magic
of your
eyes fall
over me,

and as
I look at
you,

in each
heartbeat
there is
a falling
off from
one to
the next.

deep drops
of anticipation
and great
urgency
to catch
my next
breath.

you are
a wonder
to all
that are
around
you.

a  song that
when once
heard
no one
can ever
get out
of their
head.

nor would
they ever
want to.

I learned
that lesson
long ago.

the sun will
follow the
moon and
then the
moon surrender
it's sky
again .

for millions
of years it
has been
adorn by
the stars
this way.

like you.
and your
timeless
beauty

it is
my only
explanation.

of you
that I

believe.

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.

Though

life's

torns may

entwine and

bleed our

hearts

dry in

suffering.



in full

witness of

God's

open eyes.


asking

penance,


I would lie

down and

surrender

everything

to you,


and shelter

you from

any harm

or doubt

in love..


the giving

is the

salvation


of turning

black

to light.


to see your

eyes

and taste

your lips,


in faith



without

sorrow.


or pain..


to hold

you still,


with divine

intervention


and patience


of giving

everything,


and receiving

everything


in return.

The rain rolls off roofs

I see your blur
down the hall
Words die
on my lips

last night
hangs upon
my body like a
mist of
stale sweat
and circumstance.

love was never
something to
navigate our
feelings,

emptiness was
just a need that
had to be filled.

and as you
wipe me
from between
your legs and
mouth...

I can feel
what little
love I had
left for you
in my heart

begin to
runaway like
a mongrel
dog crying..

to hell perhaps..

it seems like
a much
better place
than here.....