A Valentine re-post for mi esposa – of one of personal favorites
These are the ways we walk together.
Forgotten fears, footsteps behind us
dissipating in the laughter
of our growing old together,
capable of having too much fun
as my friend
in the garden we long since planted
with the soil of our spirit and desire,
you enrich my union with the earth,
your water nourishes
the very root of my being me.
you look upon me without judgment
and when momentarily I lose sight of who I am,
I turn to my friend
and your light is always in the window,
the way to your heart always open
it is you I come to
when I want to be alone
and need to be held
Palm-to-palm fingers entwined
in wonder of the world around us,
venturing in unknown surprise
in a no fault relationship
trusting we are there for each other.
we talk to one another
and I am in awe of your wisdom.
we share our space,
I am saturated with your nearness.
side by side in cadence,
indivisible in the light
leaving one set of footprints
in the silt and sands of our memories.
I will be forever courting you in delight
before the mistress of my passions,
you lovingly invite my touch,
my humbled hands
conduct a symphony of joy.
you welcome the heat of my desire,
my body enters sacred ground
finds fulfillment in your fantasies.
my love lies down to sleep
of my dreams,
your soft hands
laying beside my head
holding the night together.
I close my eyes knowing
when I wake
you will be there beside me
waiting as the dawn waits for daylight.
you say my name, goodmorning
and I am at peace with myself
as my spouse
there is no bond between us.
no neediness or wantfullness,
only loving the warm comfort
in a winter’s darkness of our flesh
folding over one another.
needing to come home to only you
to catch the moonlight
as it lays shadows across your body,
wanting always to breathe you in