us.
The many seasons we’ve shared together.
And the many years that have passed.
I love you more than the colors of autumn,
more than the pleasures of your touch,
and even more than the winds of change.
A storm of unexpected thorns distorts our path.
It’s been another year of changing together and apart.
We made them happen in hope to live a healthier bed of roses.
And our touch,
the way I feel for you.
I hold out my hands so the thorns do not harm you;
these thorns that life can toss our way.
I smashed all the “I love you” cards together,
and placed them in a box
constructed from pieces of our moments shared.
Whispers in the winds of change,
I open the box as if it’s a card. Forever is but a word,
and a part of you is always with me when you’re gone.
But my love for you is more than a word.
It’s the bits and pieces of our time together held in place
like a collage threaded together with gold.
May our imperfections become a rose without the thorns.
And may our good points go on to nourish one another
like the sun and rain nourish the Earth.
ENCHANTED LOVE
You and I above the wind.
Flying in a bubble manifested by friendship.
Powered by love… the fuel of the Universe.
It’s the fuel that ignites our beating hearts.
You touch my gear stick.
I touch your wheel.
You’re at the helm of my intention.
As I thrust your gear-stick into overdrive,
we stand erected and ready to cruise
to unknown destinations.
Off together on an endless flight,
we zoom the galaxy of our enchanted love.
We probe deep into the charts of our souls,
and open windows that have long been closed.
You’ve touched my body mind and soul
in places I never thought to be.
As you navigate our unique starship,
I hold the chart of our possibilities.
As we cruise the land of fairy dust,
where fairies make dreams come true,
giving us our wishes and tools we’ll need to continue
to feel the joy we feel for each other.
Just as one moment at a time,
we’ve enjoy each other’s company.
A few weeks have passed since I’ve seen you last.
Now here we are on yet another adventure together.
I thank the Universe for you and me colliding like
two bubbles merging into one.
I wish upon a speck of fairy dust that our friendship
is always gifted with kindness toward each other,
and may all that we encounter be blessed with
the fuel that powers the Universe.
May this fuel guide us with much joy…
laughter… and peace within.
And may our friendship always be like
two bubbles frozen in the eye of time;
injected with the warmth I feel when I look at you.
NIGHT OF DAY
On a lost ship…
in a lost ocean…
no one else around but us.
We're on our way to somewhere.
We land on an island,
not sure where.
Sleeping on the shore without a reason,
lying here all day shall be so pleasing.
The stones that decorate the landscape
appear ancient,
under the blue sky of night after day.
Here we are just landing our thoughts.
Then I'm awakened by the alarm-clock.
I slam the snooze button,
a wave hits the shore.
I fight to remember you,
but you're there no more.
I ponder your vision…
but no use.
The phone echoes that familiar sound.
I get up to answer it,
quickly realizing I’m still dreaming.
The alarm-clock rings again,
and again I hit the snooze!
I sit up in my bed,
and find you next to me…
with two cups of coffee in hand.
“Good morning,” you say…
as my dream… drifts away....
DUST OF TIME
You seem so close to my heart,
but so far away from my touch.
You seem so,
but yet,
I hope you're not.
I feel so close to you,
yet I hardly know you,
and tomorrow you may be gone.
As the days pass and the time moves us on.
As the tears fall,
and the passion waits for your voice,
the summer’s heat slowly melts away the time we shared.
The fields of green are turning a faded yellow.
Your presence is like a tainted mirror,
a ghost that's hardly seen.
When you’re here it seems as though you’re somewhere else.
I guess our touch is lost in the dust of time.
I guess this love was never meant to be.
I guess it's over for you and me.
PAINTED SKIES
One night is just a night like any other night.
But when you experience the painted sky…
with the one you wish to be with…
it's no longer just a night.
The colors somehow seem brighter.
The faded blues,
the passion violets,
the crimson reds,
and all the other colors just seem to
plaster the landscape with pleasure.
Painted skies,
and the beauty that pleasures our mindful state,
as we open our eyes together to the first days break.
As we overlook the campfire that had seen the night,
now but a simmering crackle of light,
the brightness of the new day gleams,
as the colors bounce off each other like butterflies at play.
One sky is just a sky,
but when you share it with someone you care for…
your blues just seem to disappear.
THUNDER
To create or not to be.
To express yourself,
and forgive the past.
To see and never to forget.
To explore the thunder of love.
To live …
To take chances.
To be.
JUST A FRIEND
Love the way we played the day.
Love ya,
even though you're only a friend.
Love the way we share the time.
Love the way you choose your wine.
Love ya,
even though you're only a friend.
Seeing you is a joy to be remembered.
Being near you makes me smile.
Working and wasting time together
was a lot of fun too.
Being there when you needed me.
Helping me when I needed you most.
Even though you're only a friend,
even though you're different than the way I am,
love the years we spent getting to know one another.
Though we’ve changed,
You and I…
And no doubt we’ve grown apart.
Love you just the way you are.
STOP AND LISTEN
How else does thy get to know thyself,
if thy doesn’t stop and listen to thyself.
Let your voice from within speak out.
Love thyself.
Have faith in thyself.
Do not fear what others say.
For if others are to have faith in you,
you first must have faith in thyself.
The body and the soul must work together as one.
Toss fear to the wayside,
for it’s usually just an illusion anyway…
amplified by your imagination.
Like a team of acrobats working together as one.
One without the other and you only have a part of the whole.
Believe in the whole… body... mind... and soul....
WORDS OF KINDNESS
Let Love be your guide.
Don’t run and hide.
For love can be seen as the
voice of the Universe.
No one’s perfect…
Neither you nor I.
Reach out and touch the one
you love with words of kindness.
Embrace the moment.
For life is too short to let fear guide you.
Let the voice of the Universe
echo your soul with joyfulness.
Take a deep breath and set your fears aside.
And when you’re ready…
reach out and touch the world
with those words of kindness.
DRUMS OF FRIENDSHIP
We gathered together under the campfire flames
for a sense of peace and harmony.
The energy we shared consumed the air around us;
giving to the moment each of us our own light.
The instruments we played guided our way.
The drums of peace,
and the vibrations of friendship rained from our souls
like teardrops of joyfulness,
as bits of light resembling fairies danced above the flames.
Peace and love were the words chanted between the
sounds that echoed the grounds around us.
Giving into the moment…
we offered to each other stories that depicted bits and pieces of our own lives.
As one log crumbled into the ashes,
another story was told and another log was placed upon the flames.
As one moment faded into the next,
each of us at one time or another,
stared into the campfire flames… the center of our gathering.
Now that I look back at that night,
I can hear words of laughter echoing around the ashes
as the wind tickles the fairies with a magical spell.
Peace on Earth,
and to all… good well.
QUILT OF MANY COLORS
I find you sitting in a chair at the end of a rainbow.
Finding myself wanting to be next to you,
you reach out and touch me.
I respond to your touch and we hold the moment
like a pot of gold rich with laughter.
Your chair disappears.
Over and over we kiss the stars between us,
and then kiss each other with endless delight.
The pot of gold suddenly transforms into autumn leaves,
surrounding our nest with good fortune.
Fairies appear and dance upon the soft golden leaves.
On our knees we kiss,
then gently we fall onto a blanket of many colors,
lay on our backs and count the colors in the rainbow.
Snuggled in each other’s arms,
we make love to the excitement we share between us.
Even after the
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