2.14.2012

Evergreen.






The woman I would be
If I were the woman
My lover sees


Would be a woman
Whose smile seduces the sun
And makes a slave of the moon;


A woman who would bend the tides
To her will
And unravel the cosmos
With her mind.


But I am not this woman
My lover sees.


I am just a woman
With hair greying
And wrinkles deepening
And patience fleeting
As the years shuffle past.



Yet my lover sees
This woman he sees
Nonetheless.



And I weep for this vision of me
That my lover keeps
Evergreen.











Happy Valentine's Day.










2.07.2012

How Bravely You Seek.




Through my window
You take a peek.











Into my room
You quietly sneak.














You stroke my hair
And kiss my cheek.



You tell me living
Is not for the meek.












It's not what you get;
It's how bravely you seek.