I sat, momentarily
In the place
Where we parted
Surreptitiously
Picked up
Where we left off
Ease smoothed out
Wrinkles on forehead
Free to think
As I should
Took the side road
To stop at favourite
Coffee shop alone
Contentment seeps in
A hot air balloon
Could not lift me
Away from home
Our haunt
How apt is that word?
If only one knew the varietal
Upon first sight
One would not wonder why
Petals faded
After such a short time
Once saw the blush of full bloom
Though only an old image
Ill wondered if my touch
Would arouse another season
One who sorely knows
Hearts are happy wanderers
Gladly lets love go
At last, hope all but declined
To fill the void and vacant mind
Unthinkingly returned to find
Her soft response - as silk - sublime
Flesh of petal, down of breeze
Float respondent, clasped with ease
A moment rendered skips repeat
Upon the joy bells fringe appease
Wavering as the hooded green
Time was all a seasoned dream
Though orchid eyes all summer roam
Abiding sight I've never known
To know
Without a shadow
of guilt, shame, doubt
though trite it may sound
A flash of mind
Last seen 6 hours ago
To know
With all lightness
Inside
If one green bottle
on the wall should fall
the first would be me
To know
Moving from object
Gazed upon
To glitter, shards, splinters
Dangerous to bare feet
Closer to original form
To remember
squeal of soles
on soft mounds
covet seabird treasures
safely keep
Waves eternally rise
to greet me
To recall
Dans la nuit
White caps peeps through
seam of dimness
winter solstice
breathe in out rush
tides and lungs
repeat
the new day met with constance
brazen she lay dreamily on downy pillow
proudly upon cirrus swish dreams
the weight of which pull lids deep
silken chords holding fast
basket below - up, up here we go!
ascending into senselessness
where memories roam on winds of warning
navigate desires like gusts taste of charcoal
cumulonimbus delay dawn's yearning
holding down gutless wondering
there she blows - hapless western wilds
combing fingers through silvery foam
capped on copper waves a lover's style
ancient language writhes under smiling eyes
wordless nod at time-worn heave of heart space
a fresh face crinkled by sharp cravings
admiring the anatomy of our youth
decades passing through all shades of blue
as if survived Antarctic
but no
we each to each
full of lyric, latin and lustful libre
boast of bodily heat returned to keep
Some loves are like a sea
salty touch chill to the skin
blissful diving in
on the fringe waves of grief
crash upon disheveled shores
tumbling in weeds
flotsam and jetsam
Some loves are a range
of mountains and hills
traverse through blinding
snow and wind
sudden change
dappled sun kisses
closed eyes before
hides behind peaks
searching caves within
Some loves are like a cloud
begging me - look up!
enamored by the majesty
of sky mirrored by our
smiles and glances
once dark and stormy sea
takes on new beauty
because of thee
Is it always so enchanting
From your point of view?
Shining smilingly
Above the rooftops
Is the water's skin
Shivering under your gaze
Like I used to
Baroque soundwaves
Fill my ears
A detour from wayward
Straight lines
Gone haywire
I take the backbends
Winding by yesteryears
When the moon revolved
Around us
You remind me of
A younger self
Uninhibited
Open the door
At your touch
The bolt falters
Windows to my soul
Lit magnificent colours
Upon grand entrance
Into my world
Take me back
To a time when time
Was unmeasured
Lost in sublime
Hours of hopeful truth
Seamless rewriting
Darning old memories
Luminous awakenings
Love heals all wounds
Stake our claim
In deeper waters
So we may tie
Wavering souls
To solid ground
Beneath the sea
Evade tidal waves
Collapse into me
Count the stars of heaven 