to be
with you,

means
the light
of my
eyes
will never
leave,

for to be
without you,

surely
my eyes
would grow
old
dim,

and to love
you as
I do ,

down and
through
the marrow
of my
bones,

brings me
a completeness
I have
never
known.

it is the
order
of stars
and sky
that blanket
this night
that I
hold you,

it is
the certainty
of husband
and wife
that I
love  you.

the whispers
of my
soul
tells
me it
is so,

that in
this time
under
this open
sky

our
destinys
collide
to become
only one.

and God
smiles
upon us

as only
he can.

when all
is well
and done,

and we
make
our final
journey
to him

together
unafraid,

children
in his

eyes..

3/30/13

you are
'my balance

you never
let me
fall,,

you see
the light
and dark
within me,

you endure
my life's
changing
seasons
without
question
or hesitation.

and in
your eyes
I feel
your unending
trust,

and in
my eyes
you feel
that trust
returned.

and in
your heart
I love
with
purpose,

and by
the letter
God's
eternal
plan.

we are
lives
in the
balance

you
and I,

and with
each
breath
that we
take

we become

so much
more
than we were
before.

and for us
my love

forever

is but another

moment

in our
lives.

8/10/17

Every night
I am blessed
to sleep in
the covenant
of your smile.

the nook
of your arms,
the shape
of your heart.

and I
have never
known
such a wonder.

this place with
you
I call home.

sunsets set
only for
the two
of us.

sunrises
rise only
for our eyes.

and love
is what we
define,

with
each kiss.
with each
new embrace.

and to the
three little
smiles
that share
our bed.

God knows.

we create
miracles.

You are
the soul
of my
words,

the linking
of emotions,

the connection
the spawning
of all
the feelings
that I
write
in poem..

and not
for a
moment
do my
dreams not
dream you,

or the
words of
God not
touch
my chest,

and not
have you
deep inside,

bury
me in
your soul
as I have
buried
you in
mine.

and our
love will

never
falter.

and our
roots
will always
run deep,

up to
heaven
and beyond.

will I
always
hold
you

still, always
a miracle

to my
eyes.

8/11/2017 10:50 AM

cupcake kisses,
the soft
sensation
of your
lips rolling
over mine.

best friend
intentions,

the look you
give me
from
across our
lover's bed.

simon says
embraces,

burying us
deep in our
wedding
bliss.

silk
sheets
bending
and sculpturing
our every
move.

morning's
tempest
giving way

to this
afternoon's
summer's
calm.

seventeen
years
our marriage
young.

this perfect
dream,

I have always

had of

you.

Last night
I had
a toothache
in my
bed ,

and as
if you
felt
it too.

you moved
to cover
me
with
gentle
kisses,

and a
healer's
hand
pressed
against
my cheek.

hours later
as I
awoke,

in our
marriage
bed,

you had
not
given
back
an inch.

as if
trying
with all
of your
might

to take
away
the pain
I was
feeling.

as if
to share
my discomfort
with me.

and like
everything
else

in our
lives
that we
do.

hallelujah.

2/11/2012

pistachio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
wedesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.pistacio shells
bailing
unceremoniously
out of
my front
pockets.

tangerine
slices lie
peeled '
on the
couch.

fat golden
retriever
lies tangled
between
my legs.

my seven year
old son Noah
home
sick from
school.

crazy 8 cards
thrown across
the living
room floor
like bread crumbs
hoping that
someone might
follow.

tennis moms
calling all day
tring
to make
sure their
kids can
still get
into holiday
camps
next week.

my guitar
leans off tune
in the corner
of the room,

begging to
be played.


my son
joseph
comes
home from
college on
Wednesday.

my wife
calls me  
from work
just to
say I love
you,

and I think
for a moment,
how simple and
how true
these are,

the captions
of my life,

and at this
moment
there

no place
else
or no one else

in the
universe
I would

rather be.