certainly you must know
that nobody sees you
like I see you
what beautiful passages
from long ago books
you remember to
fondly analyze and quote
such genteel comparisons
you lovingly stitch
from the confines
of the abstract
as so tenderly
you ponder
their latest weave
no two doors
do you ever open
quite the same
madness was never
your strong suit
reverence remains
synonymous with your
beloved name
you are for me
'The Garden Of Rapture Itself'
where I was once before
merely smitten
seasons in your honor bow
for so many years
I didn't quite fit
in and out of so many hopeful
relationships
I drifted and slipped
and the love in your
many a thoughtfully penned poem
for me
gives the glaring obvious reason why
it was because
I couldn't make any of them
into you
the longer I know you
the more and more certain I am
of this very private epiphany
when cupid with his arrow shot me
his same arrow somehow shot you too
so I say God bless little cherub archers then
everywhere
I am a puddled mess of mystified conclusions
others use to believe was merely
a deep thinking, sensuous woman
in your great courage
you shined your light
and gave me the focus to understand
with you, I can be so much more
than my earthly woman's parts
so thank you........................
(May 15, 2011 409am)
(By Melissa Lundeen).