You are the ocean to my eyes.

a single poem
the thing that can keep me
light on my feet,
when my soul is
heavy with sorrow.

Tell me..how do you stand there?
filling the doorway....of my life.

love
wounds me
with soft pillows
with tender lips
and fingers

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensity
in your eyes

burns my pen
as i write.