The Nature of the Moon

In the deepest dark of the night,
The endless and unknown,
'Tis then the moon shines most bright
And makes the night her own.

Amid the countless stars above
Her soft light draws you near,
She sweetly whispers words of love
To ease your earnest fear.

Yet, the nature of the moon
Is to wax and wane.
If she seems gone all too soon
Let strong your faith remain,
For she is always with you,
Constant is her plight.
She'll soon return, born anew,
To light your darkest night.

enticing

you caught me
unaware,
unprepared
for such a fast flow
as this swift
and sudden flood

of emotion,
overwhelming
and exciting,
easily enticing me,
tempting me to
feel again
what was
so long ago
forgotten.
love.

echoes of nothing

in your absence
a moment of silence
stretches into eternity,
the echoes of nothing
become deafening
in the emptiness
of my bed,

and I reach
for the phone
to replay voice mails,
to hear your voice,
the softly spoken words,
and smile at the sound
of your easy laugh,

trying in vain to
end the aching,
the longing,
the undeniable hunger,
for your return.

To Be Home

Here or there,
It matters not.
Anywhere with you
Would be home,
Safe and secure,
Warm and welcoming.

Your smile,
In the first light of morning,
Your touch,
In the darkness of night,
Your kiss,
Anytime.
They fill my every need.

So, I am asking.
Please, lead me there,
For I will surely follow,
Willingly,
Happily,
To be home with you.

endless

the time until you
and I share
our secrets,
our selves,
the same space,
the same bed
seems endless, yet,

just as surely
as the sun will rise
tomorrow
brings me one day
closer still
to you,
to us, and

the gifts I will
offer only to you,
my heart,
my soul,
my self,
in your bed
will be endless.

providence

determined to defy
the limitations
of time and space
and geography,
I make my plans
and reservations,
though not of the heart,
which knows more
than the mind can fathom.

my spirit is strong,
and my soul assured
of the depth, the strength,
of emotion and desire
and love, and
I will rely on faith
and providence
from the source divine
to serve as my guardian
and navigator on this
journey of such great promise.

I will follow my bliss,
for surely, by now, my heart
knows its way home.

Let Me

let me
share secrets
whispered in the dark,
through the soft touch
of fingertips on
bare skin, slightly
tentative in their travels.

let me
share truths
sighed in the quiet,
escaping lips
that tremble as
moist tongues, tenderly
make memories of the moment.

let me
share dreams
realized in the night,
brought to life
by love when
your form, gracefully
becomes one with mine.