unwavering delight
expressions of
unharnessed want
subtle futility
perhaps
but I don't like to think
that way
the pond rises
for us
hoping to be a stream
fervent ponder
shared in equal pain
your heart of warm flesh
contained
in a cold stone structure
with bars
but not to a time we can name
disembodied memories of we
your stream of consciousness
pools more faithfully
to a
delayed moment in time
we both ache
so strongly
to see come to pass
one airport out of
thousands
how could either of us
have known
it would be the portal
to fresh new beautiful
beginnings
don't you know
for you
my heart would hold its beat
forever
if need be
because that's what real love does
it waits
until love is allowed to take
(and receive)
its turn
and so
we
wait
transfixed by a date
we can not yet jot down
on just any calender
but only that of our own..................
(Sept. 16, 2008 416am)