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he thinks I am the sun and the moon

he makes love to me with the heat of his gaze

how far we have gotten

a soft place distanced from the fog

so much desire he has reframed

on the wall of our lives

our wedding rings hang

the strength beneath the gold

may escape others' notice

though his eyes tell me all I need to know

vows unbroken further cement our promise

acceptance supports the longevity that respects

what is known as a 'couple'

we are the players in a non competitive game

winning is only a wing plucked from illusion

yet knowing this, never stops us from

achieving the favorable out come

perfect harmony

she softly whistles her happy tune for us

we dance amid her petals of faith

its never felt this good to simply come home

again

I am quite utterly taken by the rush of

passion that drowns me in the heat of his much

too aware eyes

in response to such invitation

I say,'Well hello there lover and he leads me

off to bed

once there

he demonstrates for me yet again in another way

how we are indeed truly one.................

(Feb. 13, 1996)