let my heart always be
like it is...this very moment
ready to explode...with love
a violent rainstorm...
with no stream
no ocean vast enough
to flow into.

Sometimes I think,
I need a spare heart to feel
all the things I feel.

love
wounds me
with soft pillows
with tender lips
and fingers

You are the ocean to my eyes.

May your love for me be
like
the scent of the evening sea

drifting in
through a quiet window

so i do not have to run
or chase or fall
... to feel you

all i have to do
is
breathe.

tread carefully
into my life, my dear.

the currents
are strong.

you will get lost
in this
warm ocean
of my skin.