you are this great avalanche of sadness
that I could never pity
even though so often your gift dragged its words
out of all that wrenching muck
to pose its plumage so lovingly
our paths were so different yet we
so similar
just one big chasm to confess
I wallowed in joy only to occasionally
trip into my melancholy
where as you
moved through life beneath an anvil of
astronomical sadness
only to light up like the Southern cross
upon the first snippet
of a received email
'From A Lady Poet, Truly'
who admired your talent
and your raw rugged male
inner beauty
so shamelessly much
I feel like I've not only met this most marvelous man
but at the same time saved some poor soul
from drowning himself in a sea of his own restless
tears
don't you know
we rectify the untamed beauty of the yet to come years
the gift of your heart
and the unveiling of your consistent honesty
just makes me hunger to know you more
and steer you with nary a regret
to the nearest meadow clear
I am a lady of light
my good man don't you recall
where there is light
no darkness can prevail upon
my path
give me your hand and we shall
glow in gorgeous glaring delight
and you are that my dear
in a great many ways
a true, true delight
so divorce yourself of your sadness
and marry yourself to my joy
I can promise
your reverent poet's heart
you won't regret it
not for a billion trillion plenty breaths
to come
mark my rhyming
( and sometimes not rhyming )
words............................
(Aug. 26, 2009 425am)