I oftentimes feel like
a mallard trying to
find a comfortable place
to sit upon eggs
Sitting upon dreams soon
to be realities is
never easy whether they
be ducklings career or
love we all have
dreams having dreams is
easy but tending to
them warming them and
protecting them from the
elements and from predators
and the many naysayers
takes courage fortitude and
strength whether those dreams
quack or maybe roar
Category: Love
AnyWhere
Just as the sun
caught your naked shoulder
you turned the same
way that you turned
in Venice as the
shuttle boat turned the
corner of the canal
and the sun caught
your naked shoulder making
it glow as if
cast from gold itself
but now as you
sleep still beside me
I can still see
you and standing there
a few feet ahead
of me having always
and remain my leader
I’ll follow you anywhere
Gateway
I remember kissing you
just as I remember
your kissing of me
I don’t remember feeling
anything in particular actually
feeling no knowing yes
knowing that those kisses
were gateways and locks
between one thing and
something else between one
someone and another someone
else between wanting to
love and being loved
Close
Sometimes you can’t see
but you just know
I know that there
are mountains out there
even though fog conceals
them I know that
you love me though
distance separates us like
angry parents keeping us
apart oh I know
time is different than
distance distance is how
far away something is
while time spent together
tells me just how
close we actually are
Hands
I remember your hands
as they held mine
I remember feeling them
sudsy and warm under
the tap as we
washed in the kitchen
I remember noticing them
wind their way through
my hair turning my
face towards your kiss
I remember your hands
slipping free from mine
that last and final
time that we parted
