Finally when all
The other presents
Have been opened
A small package
Is found tucked
Behind the lowest
Bough not the
Prettiest or the
Biggest not the
One that screams
Here I am
But the one
Like a seashell
Contains the sounds
Of the ocean
Unwrap me you
Did and upon
Peeking inside you
Found my heart
Beating there slowly
For it is
The last present
There to open
I imagine you
Sleeping in the
Bed of fifteen
Pillows there naked
Under linen sheets
Curled into yourself
If I were
There is unfold
You like a
Newspaper and read
Your sleepy eyes
And light lay
My lips to
Thine awakening you
Slowly to this
New our morn
Searching no more
And finally found
You navigated your
Ship past craggy
Cliffs and onto
My shore exploring
Me with wonder
The mountains of
My shoulders the
Pools of my
Belly the dawn
Of my eyes
And the glaciers
Of my smile
I am your
New world come
Make me the
Home you sought
And touch me
You have without
Touch instead with
Time spending hours
Talking and knowing
Like friends tomorrow
We will meet
And put body
To emotion like
When we are
Born our already
Soul finally enters
It’s new body
I think of
You now when
I’m not thinking
Of anything else
You arrive like
A post card
From a far
Off place heralding
Adventure you apear
Like an apparition
In the doorway
Folding into my
Arms like a
Cashmere scarf keeping
Me toasty warm
