i love the way your hair falls...
just a bit in front of your ears,
and the way you wrap it behind your ear,
with a brush of your index finger and thumb
i love watching how,
when you really don't want
to wake up in the mornings,
you turn to put your arm around me
and wiggle into comfort..
and...
the way you look into my eyes
with...
your green and ambers
without saying a word...
even though i wish i knew to this day
what you really saw
when you looked into my eyes
that led to the core of my soul ..
i love when you are close to me,
and we laugh at silly things;
you laugh at the goofy things i do;
and the look you give..
when you admire something i wrote
i hope you know
that i truly loved you;i still do..
i cared for you like i hadn't in so long...
and i loved so quickly;so strongly..
you..
are some kind of lady
one whom i will always love
in a very special way
though we may not lay next to each other
again, or night after night
we may not have a commitment ceremony
or drink tea together as we lay in a hammock
when the morning is pleasant lightly breezed
however...
and still, you woo me..
with that smile;
the same smile that i framed
and placed on my dresser beside the bed
i laugh as i speak this....
because that happened only two days after
i saw your beauty on film
some thought...whoa, thats way too fast
i thought, so what, look at that smile..
look at those eyes;those green and amber eyes..
now step away, before you fall too..
just thinking about them give me a rise;
a rise of visual contact with grace;your grace
i can see them even without you in the room..
they are some kind of potent mix..
a mix of green passion and amber pleasure;
grace and bliss
everything about you;
from morning to laughter,
into the night
and all over again...
is my visual experience of...
grace....
and....bliss