Coming through the night I feel strange seconds
within a familiar light.  
Here is where my imagination led me to think
no one heard my plight.

Still I smiled in wonder, though the darkness
seemed stronger every second.
Because I yearned to hear your words,
know my life was in your presence.

I bade farewell to the night , closed my eyes
let those seconds pass right by.
As that familiar light that came inside,
kept your face within my sight.

You are My Constant, touching my skies
and surrounding me with the pleasure
of your existence.  
This is an ancient truth
held by the hand of time
and cannot be concealed
or brought down,
futile is resistance.

I will never exhibit thorns
in between my words
or to your feelings
when walking  alone
on the shores of my sea.
You are My Constant,
sailing always in the back of my mind,
a ship flying your colors
to the port of me.

You are My Constant.  
The one I can never forget.
Without words you have spoken
to my heart
all these years.  
You are my sun,
the light of all my hope.
My Constant,
the one I hold inside my heart,
most dear.

She sipped her coffee
as I
slowly
drank in her eyes...

inhaling deeply

upon her lips
in gently shared laughter...

with a touch she stirred us both

how I longed to be that cup
pressed softly
to her open mouth

to play light against her tongue
in fluid exchange...

of porcelain kisses

Your eyes find me

and I am lost...


within them.

It took every ounce of self control
not
to kiss you...

not to take you in my arms

inhaling deep
the very scent of floral meadows
from your hair

not to hold your hands
with fingers trembling

nor to speak the words openly...

that I have
so often penned
in secret pained poetic silence

but for one moment of weakness
I could have made known
my heart...

my feelings

but no

nor would I
risk all we are ... all we have

for one moment
of
madness.