sometimes I believe
my love must reside
in the warm weather
of your gaze
and I am a spirited breeze
that skirts passed your
face
smiling furtively
as I glance just passed you
up into
the gorgeous sway of
the dappling trees
and you blossom to gain my attention
as you battle with your very own reverie
we liken our innermost selves
to that of two beautiful clouds
that have wandered into each other's sky
you shade the thankful earth with yours
while I playfully battle you for more time
between me and the sunshine
I adore this analogy
even if it can make me cry
because in oh so many ways
you are
just that beautiful to me.....................
(Feb. 3, 2010 505am)