SKY: PORTRAITS OF LOVE

I sit in the office

On my favorite recliner

Thinking of you –

I grow comfortable

Thinking of our time together

Such as watching

The bizarre theatre

Of the Republican debates,

Or making love with you

In evening shade.

I miss you

When you’re not here –

And when you’re not,

I work on poems

That are always about you.

I am comfortable here

With public radio

And my own words –

I guess

Many poets

Have a touch

Of narcissism.

Together,

We have built

A loving home

Complete with Bella –

Our crazed OCD

Rescue terrier.

Above our home

Angels sprinkle glowing

Stardust –

For spiritual love

Holds the Universe’s

Blessings.

My back is a tad sore

And I worry about

Loosing you one day –

None of us

Live forever,

But the bonds

That we share

Are eternal

And even

Beyond time.

I write,

Feeling my words

Caress you.

We are never alone –

We are unlimited

Potential,

As we have allowed

Love to ignite

Our souls

And mundane

Physical selves.

In silence,

The moon

Glides across

Sunny sky.

We are Divinely

Inspired

In love.

Heaven

Has eclipsed

Earth,

So I write

More words

Dissolving skin

And matter,

Entering the space

Between words,

Entering,

Or uncovering,

I should say,

Sky.