The rose is not more

faithful than

you … my love………………

You still remind me everyday of the first night that we spent together

You still remind me everyday of the first

Night that we spent together

…for my love of today, my love of

tomorrow and my love of everyday

You’re the red pulsing

of my heart,

beating

through my body.

Like a Puppy…

Like a Puppy…

Like a Puppy…

Like a Puppy…

You

tangled like a puppy underfoot, licking my

heart, lapping up my every thought.

Two interconnected

networked

systems.

In Symantec/ in sync

simultaneously…We………download and

upload each other- in synchronized

foreplay…of our flash drives

Many nights…

I lay here sleepless,

…Bursting with

…feeling,

living love as I look at

your face

You’ve become my

sense of place

a hearth-

a heart…

the place

for love to dwell

one two…

…two…………to function in pairs.

Our two hearts

forever

a pair

My eyes stare at you -curled like an opening bud, asleep; stare at - your loved lover’s… form …………………..and burns. I ache to lick all of the freckles off of your back. Words that you spoke to me, planted in me-with your eyes-during the day……stretch open a chasm within me……………………….that yearns

… Your Presence Felt

Your presence felt, impressing itself, caressing, trying

to stay close- always with me No… Not one self…two selves together

How close I feel to you!

Oh, To Be You! Oh, To understand you …………….. Oh, to invade your shell………………… to dive right in…and play! Oh, to understand you

Oh!

to be

we!

!

No longer a Zen pristine lone self, No

self……………………

the Sound of a one hand

clapping self. I’m So lucky, I found

your hand when I reached out in the empty air.

This

single

flower

(signifies)

Your Presence felt . Always.

The spot on my neck that waits for you…

The sound of the shot through my heart… as

our eyes …meet.

The sound of the waterfall’s roar…over the

gorge… every time you look at me..

look at me

…I’m here

For you

… in the depths of our… here…

in the depths of our now… our right now

In the depths of our passion

The sound of silence and..

…a deep and complete

love

Every Night Every night as you sleep

I lay like a white seal pup, curled against the glacier of your

back. I lay with the wide open black eyes of the deep water

that runs under the ice and swims through the pool of the

night of you… until the pink rose of the dawn flutters as your

hand…closes around me and kisses me awake.

The secret of our love…

will

…sing

through

tonight

The secret of our

love… …. Will throw

a subtle scent trail

into our dreams and

embed faceted

strength into our

bond.

a Loving one -This is you

and will always be you…

as our time together

grows-

higher, wider,

bigger, deeper.

The

one

The gift of your glance………….

creates love…and then

every time our hearts… purr, entwine… and

…meet.

Give me The gift of your glance

If…

If this flower

enclosed in amber…

and smelling of myrrh

is not you…

and my dearest love

…

Then who?

…I know

it

is you.

You answer my prayers…of love

You answer my prayers…of love

Every… day.

You answer my prayers

.

Love-

-that shooting star…that

Turns and

shows shining in

your eyes …

that I try to remember

thoughout my day

I

Love

your

eyes

I want

I want a

molten lava embrace…

from you now…

Yes, right now!

…Set me…aflame…

turn around…

I’m right behind you

…Find me.

…

….un

veil

Me

.

The fire is lit

The wine is open

Cling to me

warm and

sweet

The sweet caress of white light on your

shoulder……is my caress……

I do know that

In a clinging gown of light…the day arrives on time-

putting on a necklace comprised of your smile and

opening eyes-which

with fond embracing lock- clasps around my life in

shining constant repetitious glamour-

a glow paid for in installments- of words and loving

exchanged between us daily

Here

Here you are with The first cup of coffee for which I am almost

ready/not ready but here you are…cup in hand…a knight of

cups. You smile eagerly… jump starting my battery giving

answers to questions…that I’m not ready to even think about

asking yet…not ready by long dripping drops…to get up to

yet because here you are and…I have other things on my

mind

here

you are

I have changed a changeling…for the worst…but you

have remained as constant-as the tides that the moon

pulls to my gravity. You have remained in the swoon of

first love-as I have become unknown to myself. You’ve

mapped my love-charted it with your compass-that has

its hands stuck on True North/on a True

Heart...

but…You do not change in your

constancy…

while I look at you too often with tired

eyes and an impatient tenseness from

within the chains of my changed world.

But you do not change in your

constancy…with it’s attending…hope

You do not change in your constancy

You are days and nights of love

many many days and nights

of love…You are pages of love no not

merely countless pages…

you are many many volumes of love

(always thinking of me)

(Always bringing out my response)

You’ve used all of your best and…

most faithful dogs…to follow and track me

through the polar wastes and freeze of…any

problem or hurt..

You do not change in your constancy…

with its attending hope.

The

power of your love.

You’ve kept my options alive…and the

doors of today-breathing with

possibility.

Such is the power of your love