And then Bach
as you turned 
and without looking 
laid hand upon 
my chest and 
the cellos of 
my heart began 
moaning and without 
seeing my heart 
whispered to yours 

that I will 
love you just 
like this until 
forever does pass
into forever more 
and forever more 
beyond even that

So few
things such
sun crawling
into night 
slowly lightening 
you turning 
into me
from sleep 
to wake 
both are
my rise
and fall 
as quiet
as sea

A bookend
sun is 
keeping day
at bay
cradling life
between its 
rise and 
set like 
loving arms 
warding off
the flies 
of darkness 
bringing light 
to night 

Kaleidoscope morning 
city is
out west 
up high 
snow still
beneath black 
above blue 
and between 
there and 
I are
cold orange 
fingers reaching 
upwards as
though trying 
to grasp 
a bit 
of sun
for themselves 

As sun rises 
so do I 
like a dog 
hearing a curiosity 
and upon returning 
I find you 
on my side 
but this time 
rather than pushing 
you away I 
slowly lay atop 
like a fallen 
leaf finding its 
very own daffodil 
upon to rest