Though perilous labour
Sucks wind out of wings
Daily we break out
Of old habits
Singing sweetly harmony
With breeze stinging
Lips and cheeks
Faint glow inspires
Smiles and images
Of edge of tomorrow
Landscapes cascading
Over cliffs
Considering how to
Sound and look best
Humming along with you
Always return home
To rest
I've never left hibernation
All but a short stroll
Around the garden
To vacate my cave
Return to ocean
Plunge deep into her senses
Cool relief
I imagine it daily
Breaking the surface
Would look like
Reaching out both arms
Holding her close to me
Kissing her forehead
Hand on her cheek
The full force of waves
Impacting me
With that smile
Just inches away
Rocking me to the core
Over and over again
In rhythm with moon
Wax and wane
For as long as forever
Remains
Love is no contest
Of reciprocity
If it were
Ours a game of tag
Where i am always it
Instead, a gift of sound
As if handing you
Every note wrapped
In red silk ribbon
From Chopin's ninth night
You responding only
With the miniscule slip
Of tear sliding down cheek
Eloquent and appropriate
For one such as this
Most exquisite sign
Illuminates the sky
Storm charges by
Bones rejoining
Her showering peace
Taunting me
Playing partners
Lightning smile dawning
Thunder rumble
Through my veins
Wayward glances
Broken sighs yawning
Her stage circumference
Straddle far horizons
All I see in front of me
I hold each waking morning
Saline cleansing drops
Saved up for sacred
Moments when I run
Out of words
They flow
To speak
1000
To say
The things
Out of pain
Moments when I love
Shored up for haven
Wells nourishing rain
The lane of love is narrow – there is room for only one
Kabir
Why do we do
What we do?
A myriad of ways
To distract me
From spending
Precious time
I cannot waste
Twenty paths
All leading
Back to you
A massage
Smoothing over
All hard places
Flooding in
Joints and sinew
Touching pain
Bringing healing
Warm movement
Entering in
Tentatively
Slow moving statue
Rising up again
Brought to life
Ready for anything
Stay
Not long enough
To admire your
Kaleidescope of colour
Drifting away
On the next breath
Of wind as I exhale
Disappointed
Yet inspired
To have known you
In the first place
Lie in wait in case
She returns to our
First meeting place
Wondering weather
Does lightning strike
In the same place?
Random encounters
Rouse hopefulness
Capture the infinite
Beauty of a moment
Chance encounters
Of your kind
Our body is not our own
Put on display
For even me
To admire
Statues of iron clad
Armour to deflect
Passing comment
Carrying light
Though many rooms
Filled with iron bars
Temples to lay down
Our wanton desires
Pass by crowded rooms
By night vacated
Staring at screens
Music blaring in ears
To happen upon
Empty streets
Dogs walking owners
Offerings under feet
Though many rooms
Filled with crowded bars
Goggles bottom of glass
Light in dark places
Scales fall from eyes
No shape, word or smile
Can evade the simple
Truth be told of her
Only what matters
Not behind glass
Or resting on bars
Unseen by my eyes
Count the stars of heaven 