Sometimes
when the shadows begin
            to lengthen
the huge distance between
            you and me
I take a deep breath and
             play back all
those quiet moments we
            experienced
under those trees and rocks
            when the sun
was low and the light fading
            our fingers
tracing skin textures and
            our lips
wrapped around each other
            like symbols
of a love yet to be defined
            I miss you
 

These keys
That I tap
For sonic delight
And literary sunlight
Produce packets
Of ancient lore
Covered by cobwebs of thought-bore
I blow away
The colluding threads
With the breath of my dreams
So do you see them now?
Lilac-colored tales
From the digital entrails
Of the cyberoptic underground

You lived
In my eyes
As a traveling teardrop

——-

In your hands
I saw the crochet work
Of love corrupted

——-

Across the room
You stood
Waiting for my words
To roll out the red carpet

——-

The night
Came to pass
In the space
Between our raised eye-brows

——–

The stars
Put to sleep
My passions; reawakened

——–

Sunshine stooped
To enter
Our eyes lowered
In mutual shame

——–

Those words
You dropped
Like coins in a box
Now clink, whenever
I call out your name

——–

These tears
Fall on the floor
And turn into
Letters of love

——–

Let me leave
These words
In your heart
As bookmarks
Of our love

At low tide
I found love
By my side
Cleansed-
By the blue dawn
Perceptive and indulgent

At high tide
I found love
Tortured by pride
In broken sea shells
Brittle and suspicious

At dawn
I found love
On my green lawn
Lying naked
Vulnerable and cruel

At night
I found love
Hidden from sight
In my heart
Polite and pensive

I wish
When I woke up
I’d find
Your hair and arms
Draped around my
Face and shoulders
In trusted abandon

——-

In your eyes
I saw
A myriad collection
Of my personal poetry

——-

Sooth
My inferior fears
With a touch
Of your inspired innocence

——-

At night
I want to sink
Slowly
Into the torpid depths
Of your weary eyes

——-

Dreams
Fail me in
Recreating
Your physical magic

——–

I want to evaporate
Like a dew drop
In your porous passion

——–

Your teardrops
Forming
Pools of pearls
In my open
Love

——–

On the bed, we
Intertwined
Human shapes
Of intangible emotions

——

Your animal smell
Wrapped around my
Open senses
Like a silken veil

I wanted
To talk aloud
So I kissed my fingers

Now
You can see
The whispers they weave
From the threads of love and pain, again