“And so it is, that I love you.”

Earlier this morning, a simple thought entered into my mind: "I can't believe just how wonderful you make me feel."  And I wanted to use the one universal word to express my feelings for our growing affection (that one word that much of the World seems to hate).  Even poets shun it.  And teachers of English coach avoidance.  But surely, "love stories” and "love poetry” should not rate lazy indifference?

So, I searched for a prettier word (to grant you, your due).  The word is rich in meaning, yet made poorer -- since it is “over-worked”, I mused... 

Since I like to say what I mean, so that what I say… says how I feel -- I'll say it once.  The word is:

LOVE

To others, there are thousands of meanings attached (or so it can seem) -- whereas, for me, it says (very well) just "how" I feel. And being no laughable idiot (at the formulation and use of words "of love", for "my love"), there is no other. 

You draw words out of me so effortlessly and so wonderfully well.  And let me say my word (our word), and frequently -- to let the Teachers laugh, and the Poets envy my use of it. 

I also searched my heart for metaphors and hereby tell all: my love for you makes me feel nice, and good, and alive, and well, and happy, and seeing – and the feeling becomes and remains wide -- as large and as deep. 

So, for tomorrow, there's just one task remaining: We must ensure (to enable the very meaning of: 1+ 1 > 2), that our poor, rich, lazy, living word can never die -- and remains as wide, and large, and as deep.

And so it is that I love you. 

Adoption Baby

Adoption Baby

(for Cary & Becky)

Our spirits sang of you before your birth,

We loved you quickly and knew your worth.

And as we prayed for you (both day and night),

Know that your birth-mother chose your way, and Right.

But the waiting has been endless, so anxious, so hard,

Because you already held a lasting place in our hearts.

As the weeks went by, we sometimes cried.

                                     ( ...until good news came... )

So our promise of love could no longer be denied.

Each tear of joy fallen from our cheeks -- we would keep;

Of that first time we held you -- so tiny, so sweet.

Rock-a-bye baby, we will sing sweet lullabies,

For your presence brings happiness into our lives.

We will love you forever, innocent little one.

And make memories to treasure, for your life just begun.

-ooOoo-

We fell in love with you, the first time,

So we went and got you, for all time.

Without regret, you are now our child.

God led us to you, and we've taken our stand.

Frail and dear, now protected, adoption babe...

Alyssa Anne.

“Oh, Beautiful Woman!”

Oh Beautiful Woman -- the love and the acceptance you seek are (already) accessible right here and now. Look into a mirrored glass (to see the likeness of he whom you crave, he who yearns for your reflection) – he who wishes to love you and be loved by you -- and who wants to unite with you harmoniously, endlessly; somewhere, sometime, somehow.

Oh Beautiful Woman – by way of your touch, he has come to know the longings of desire (born out of inner-most needs). Would that thy heart remain wide open (not walled, incomplete nor broken) -- willing to accept him (and be tempted to sow wildflower seeds)?

Oh Beautiful Woman – seek out a safe passage, then follow one road -- permitting the girl inside (of thee), the adult who is also she, to no longer consider nor need a reason to flee further away (from he).

Oh Beautiful Woman -- whose wandering and wondering causes insecurities to mount; building-up, then assembling and cementing thy deepest fears (despite truth), but also creating crumbling, corrosive, always futile doubt! 

Oh Beautiful Woman -- whose heart has been tried, but remains ever so true.  You are she who willfully seeks out the most loving approach – whose ways frequently begin as jagged or raw – but that are entirely real, and evolve to become unequivocally smoothed and exciting and new! 

Oh Beautiful Woman – a mother, a companion, and precious heart – thy gifts were given unto me, and I am thankful that we’ve come to know one another (though time is not on our side).  For I value the depth of such friendship, your profoundest thoughts, thy sensitive spirit; may that they entwine with mine (our souls as one) to forever and together, abide.

Oh Beautiful Woman – for whom great obstacles hamper (at every turn of thy road), and that multiply do.  I am standing by dearest -- bearing caring, lending friendship, helping when I can, (giving you my love) unconditional and true!

Oh Beautiful Woman -- no matter what the distance, I wish to always be there, be unified, and be set free. Thank you for such fine acquaintance as that which you have offered -- for inviting my life into your life with open arms -- for listening, and for hearing my worries and woes, and for laboring to sustain an insightful perspective -- that charms me.

Oh Beautiful Woman – I never really doubt your warmth and worth -- for nothing could ever supplant the measure of what you've given (to so many) – gifts that we all do treasure.

Oh Beautiful Woman – there are no perfect words, to truly say, “Thank you.”   Thus, I hope with this poem now written, it can convey one last, yet ever-so-modest point too – simply stated, “I love you!”

Friend and Love

 "A Friend Is"

A friend is someone

Who understands your past,

Who believes in your future,

Who accepts you today,

…just as you are.

"A Love For All Time"

One soft Caress.

One breathless Kiss.

One word, of Passion.

(The very notion of motion is a whole emotion!)

You are no longer alone, Dearest...

For we will find each other nearest...

and

Again and again.

and

Again and again.

And again, and again, and again.!

True love is ageless.

True love is eternal.

True love is for all time.

One man,

One woman.

One complete love.

Be two with me, to be with you.

To be with me, be too with you.

That is what we wanted.

This is what we need.

One love.

(our love)

In love.

A love for all time!

HELLO, I LOVE YOU

@ALBUM: WAITING FOR THE SUN
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Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game

She's walking down the street
Blind to every eye she meets
Do you think you'll be the guy
To make the queen of the angels sigh?

Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game

She holds her head so high
Like a statue in the sky
Her arms are wicked, and her legs are long
When she moves my brain screams out this song

Sidewalk crouches at her feet
Like a dog that begs for something sweet
Do you hope to make her see, you fool?
Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel?

Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
I want you
Hello
I need my baby
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello


@SONG: LOVE STREET

She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

She has robes and she has monkeys
Lazy diamond studded flunkies
She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

I see you live on Love Street
There's this store where the creatures meet
I wonder what they do in there
Summer Sunday and a year
I guess I like it fine, so far

She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la


@SONG: NOT TO TOUCH THE EARTH

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run
Let's run
Let's run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run

Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not goin' very far
To the East to meet the Czar