It bubbles 
this happiness 
though not 
with fanfare 
a still
made from 
hollow tubes
in which 
things move 
and change 
from hop
to skip 
and jump 
just intoxicating 
it is 

Music frames me
you and this 
just us two 
sipping away and 
dreaming about day
lazily we glide
careful not to 
spill careless affection 
our affair hidden 
to outside eyes 
plays its symphony 
it ends this 
movement with applause 

No longer 
a ribbon
paper or
box bauble 
or trinket 
nor treasure 
to cherish 
not seashell
or stone 
or any
one of
other things 
found kept 
and forgotten 
not green
or flower
planted watered
and pruned 
just I
and nothing 
ever noticed 
needed heeded
or had 

Imagine being beyond 
hovering above around 
from the outside 
and looking in
tap tap tap
the aquarium wall
wondering do they 
see will they 
know that I 
once did too
swim they do
content where they 
are but I 
on the other 
side a side 
that they know 
not just watching 

I do 
miss you 
us two
we three
love life
and laughter 
all is
quiet now 
no giggles 
glee or
guffaw just 
a hollow
a gnawing 
knowing that 
something was
there before