A Picture of Love

[Guest guest]

A Picture of Love

Oh how fortunate, how blessed I am.

In that of all of the people in all of the world,

your eyes found mine. Mine alone.

And within their starlit gaze,

they speak to me of love, soft and sincere.

I watch them as they constantly change

just like the seasons of the year.

The Spring, when playfullness and laughter abide.

The Summer, serious and matter of fact. Understanding.

Autumn, calm and relaxed. Nothing matters except you and I.

Winter eyes, when you wish to cuddle in the warmth of my heart.

How they hold every word necessary

to create poetry for me to write,

and for the Heavens to read

until time itself is no more, and then beyond.

To kiss your moist full lips. (sigh).

In a magnetic connection of souls-

Or even when I cannot fully capture your kiss

because the moment is born of ticklish laughter.

The only description I can grasp

is I become a bird flying through a cloud.

Solidly there, yet a vapor in which I pass right through.

Lips which form exprassions, beautiful flowing words.

each a flower being strung onto the next to form a sentence.

Beautiful music for me to hear and feel.

I wrap myself in your words like a child in a blanket.

Your embrace; The verification of one. Absolute love.

Within this moment, this minute, this eternity,

I let my senses travel beyond and beneath

the warm euphoria of your hands and mine.

Interlocking, turning us into unity

and into a light for all time and space to see.

Yes, I go beyond this bliss to an even sacred place.

Hol;ding you in my arms, there and only there

lies the center of the universe.

Your heart I feel as if it was within me also;

The sun which sustains life, I feel radiating,

and I myself am sustained.

Your beath gently blew life into my lungs.

Before you I knew and tasted death in many forms.

All things and all people were illusions or magic tricks:

Not real or only temporary hints of maybe.

You are yes, and with this and all that you are,

I have blossomed. I have become yes also,

and together we form the most perfect picture of love.

Randy