slow, sweet, incredible love
night moves in an almost fog
of such graceful want
I am yours
unfettered
yet morning's light
rejects our mutual
discovery
before such delighted embrace
we part
disappointed yet 'Unagrieved'
for we know
beyond all veils of truth
we shall be joined again
in an undisclosed perfection of the
senses
where night nor day
shall not rule our actions
for
faith breeds trust
the milk of the soul..............
(Jan. 6,1999)