And now in
The silence of
A midnight snowfall
I see the
Boot prints leading
From door to
Car my only
Memory of you
I’ve heard this
Melody before sung
Into my ears
The songs of
Desire but yours
Was a symphony
Alone again and
At last I
Realize that you
Like so many
Others were looking
For something hoping
That I’d fit
When I didn’t
You packed up
Your instruments leaving
Me at least
A little better
Than you found
And like a
Barren field we
Tilled picked rocks
And planted the
Friendship seeds watered
Them with interest
And curiosity weeded
The distractions of
The others basked
Them in the
Sunlight of affection
And harvested them
Last night tonight
Let us sit
At our table
In each other’s
Arms and feast
Upon the bounty
That we both
Have tenderly sowed
There is a
Box which I
Keep tucked away
Somewhere south of
My chin and
North of stomach
Where I keep
Trinkets and baubles
And of which
Few ever see
I showed you
Last night this
Treasure trove explained
Things and let
You touch delicately
You handled things
With care and
Compassion no longer
Hidden they are
Now ours to
Play with pretend
With dream with
And simply enjoy
Your skin is
The color of
Roasted hickory your
Eyes like chocolate morsels
And just as
Sweet your smile
A keyboard of
Ivory your belly
Rises to the
Mountain of chest
Giving way to
Cliffs of shoulders
Your arms and
Legs long like
Cane fishing poles
And your lips
Soft like the
Inside of a
Rose petal this
Is how I
Remember only you
Sitting here now
Basking in the
Over glow of
Last night I’m
Immersed in you
Like a sudsy
Hot bath my
Cares whisked away
Our lips met
For the first
Time many times
Last night tethering
Our emotions like
A dirigible moored
To tall poles
Now not only
Do I have
Your words but
The taste of
You with me
Early this morning
