And now comes
Pet words terms
Of endearment silly
Little phrases and
Coos like morning
Doves sitting on
A high wire
We utter these
Things setting us
Apart from others
Like precious baubles
Kept in sacred
Worn cigar boxes
Category: Friendship
MorningHere
All is quiet
Except for the
Growls and yowls
Of planes overhead
Sounding like alley
Cats on full
Moon lit nights
The greens of
Mid summer lay
Before me in
Shades of turquoise
Emerald and moss
Like a jewelers
Table filled with
Precious stones as
The steam rises
From my cup
Charmed like a
Slithering coiling snake
IntoOutof
I want to
Keep you secret
Far away from
The world nestled
Here in my
Heart I don’t
Want to announce
Look at us
But instead slip
Quietly into and
Out of places
Us two knowing
What we are
And letting the
World witness it
On their own
OverBoard (for Brandon)
Jumping into turbulent
Seas called to
Action you leapt
Feet first absent
Of your own
Safety and pulled
Me from myself
On the beach
You breathed air
Into my lungs
Reviving me saving
Me from the
World that had
Cast me overboard
MyInspiration (to Brandon)
These words trip
And fall cascading
Down my fingers
Like a Rocky
Mountain stream into
The pool that
You are where
They swim on
Your eyes as
Languidly as teenagers
Skinny dipping in
Moon lit ponds
Swim with me
Here splash about
Giddy with joy
Dunk your head
Under and rise
Refreshed for you
Now are my
Words my inspiration
