Sweet Peril

Since we parted yester eve,

I do love thee, Love, believe,

Twelve hours dearer, twelve hours longer,

One dream deeper, one night stronger,

One sun surer, so much more

Than I loved thee, Love, before.

Meteor

I sleep in a cashmere sweater

Under a cloud of down.

My bed is an island of peace;

My life is a wild West town.

My day moves like a meteor

Blasting through inner space.

I try to put on the brakes

And get home to my quiet place.

I leap past those moments to savor,

My eyes ache to linger on love

Of God’s beauties small and mundane

To the glory of heavens above.

I am awed by the moon and the sunset,

Impressed by the wind and soft rain.

Breathless, I observe all the faces

Revealed in their joy and their pain. Unfinished ode.

No Fear of Flying

Collie dog hair, a flash of blue,

Invitational voice, an impression of you.

Words. What words? The unspoken few

Forged a place in my mind - And stuck like glue.

An occasional thought, a fantasy

Invasion of dreams. Who can this be?

Questions unanswered. Set my mind free

Of persona defined by my imagery.

Over, under, over, on top

Spiral through clouds, laughter non-stop.

Tossed on the waves of courting bliss,

Skin flushed with passion

At each tender kiss.

Wake with a smile, oh please don’t go.

Keep my eyes closed. Exit slow.

Sylvan sylph of my slumber, Return this night.

Our tickets are stamped. And ready for flight.

To the moon you say on the wings of love.

Meld our souls gently. We fit like a glove.

Upward archangel, I’ll cling by your side,

To the heaven of heavens

With you as my guide.