Starlight

The most ancient of poets and sages, never saw you carry your fire My Love,

never had visions of your birth, and never knew of the vastness

of the oceans in your eyes,

but I knew, I knew

from the moment I saw you,

completely undone, by the power

of your starlight.

       

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Memories of Spring

Our memories of spring My Love, will see us through

even these cold rains.

The light in your eyes draws me closer,

remember the cherry blossums?

I love the sunlight in your hair,

the smell of you

the sweetness of lavender……

and to be honest

even after all these years,

I’m still stunned by you…..

I can’t help but to kiss your face

while having visions

of flowers,

coming alive again….

      

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Note: My wife and I have been married a very long time. Part of our success is knowing, the importance of romance.

At Home on a Rainy Day

I’ll fix you some oatmeal My Love, would you like raisins

and cinnamon?

Tea, chocolate

and some blankets on the couch,

and I’ll read you

some new poetry…..

     

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When the Sunshine Awakens

I love when the sunshine awakens on my pillow,

nuzzling closer

whispering her dreams,

I hold on to each

sacred moment,

quietly thankful,

for my most sacred treasure

and the light

of her radiant smile.

    

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Afternoon Tea

We were at the gallery, during afternoon tea,

she sat across from me when I got lost in her eyes….

oceans never ending.

She was the sun radiant

as she smiled,

and whispered, “I love you!”

Yep, I was lost, for sure….

she always amazes me so…..

          

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Note: Original art by unknown artist.

The Best Gift

He was out shopping from store to store and found some ear rings for her. The sounds of the season filtered

through the speakers of the mall, and yet something didn’t feel right. She had barely survived the transplant

and all he had to give her was, ear rings? It had been such a horrible year, he needed to give her something special,

but he just didn’t know what. He fought through the crowds with such a small gift, until he finally

made it back to the car, frustrated. He was almost in tears as he whispered into the dark, “God I need something special this year…..”

And then it came suddenly, struck him really, he would write her a poem!

He would pour out his heart. That’s all he ever really had, anyway.

They both cried when she tore the paper, opening the gift on Christmas Day, tucked into a wooden frame.

To this day it is mounted proudly on the wall

next to her bed. “The best gift ever…..” she said.

He had given his heart once again.

     

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Our Getaway II

A very special time….and some museums.

Give her gold

and she’ll give you platinum

in return….. 

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original painting by unknown artist