Lost and You Found

Kiss me again for I cherish your will.
Touch me again for I train my face to
Follow your hand.
Make my will yours and yours mine.
Make more out of nothing and nothing
Out of strife.
Light white candles to symbolize love
Love light in the living room and in the polished heart
Perhaps someday I’ll open my eyes to
A wrinkled face with a starched, bright spirit.
Perhaps you will notice my grey and run
Your fingers through it.
It was a moment, sudden as snowflakes
“Maybe” will become our life, but press
On because…
Because I see more in your gestures than anyone
Because I want to welcome you to my heart
Because my eyes want to kiss your face
We will bask in the sun’s carefully laid mortar
Put others in their place and know that we
Have found our place
A home, a dog, a life, a cliché that is
Only ours.

February 18, 2006