in the turmoil and grace of all that is
it came to me so clear
my love is like a rocket to the moon
destination
somewhere far, far above
up there
with you
you are the pencil sketch that
out classed a Van Gogh
the mirror of man that reflected
the depth of the ages
sweet incurable romance
you corral in the valley of
your brave bruised heart
and I am captive
to all that you so lovingly reflect
'Your Beauty True'
lives on
through me
via
this gorgeous chasm of warmth
I know
only as you..................
(Aug. 2, 2010 401am)