I love you beyond breath and imagination
and through all those dark places in your soul
where even demons are afraid to follow
look long on the other side of that room
through eyes of truth
with the door just only slightly ajar
and you will see, feel, taste, touch, smell
and sense my love
as I am saturated with it completely
clear down to the tiniest molecules of both
our very beings you see
I needed to tell you this
like lungs need to breath
you own a small piece of my battle weary
poet's heart
the very essence that keeps me vigorously
writing these words that amount to my
very idea of poetry
as well as that
in the eyes of those who truly
know how to read................
(Jan. 26, 2000 4am)