I see you 
there for here
I have too
sleeping on side 
and then stomach 
tossing and turning 
like a leaf
in the corner 
caught in whirlwind 
of some dream
or of fall
and all you 
have ever wanted 
oh little leaf
is to find 
a landing place 
a soft spot 
upon to rest 
before you take 
your next step 
becoming a tree

By now 
early sun
is high
in sky
and the 
bony knuckles 
of buildings 
press against 
the flesh
of sky
as the 
mountains frame 
this landscape 
painting outside 
my window 

The loft
the place
and fill
music too
and the 
very way
my heart 
goes when 
I think 
of you 
upward skyward 
just like 
a balloon 
or leaf
or peal
of laughter 
or pearl
of wisdom 

Love is often 
like a vase
true flawless pristine 
but like most 
things placed upon 
pedestals over time 
they chip crack
and sometimes break 
yes it’s possible 
to repair and 
piece together and 
maybe even replace 
but no vase
will ever be 
as pretty perfect 
or pleasing as
that first piece 
of original art 

And now 
my favorite 
time rise
of sun
and eyelashes 
when morning 
finally begins 
and lovely 
love too
and all 
other things 
that make 
this you