When I close

My eyes

I am serenaded

By the music of

Your soul

I want our

Love to be

Beautiful

-not empty

-not technical

-not systematic

-not forced

-not made to feel

Like a choice

I want our love

To come easy

Like a ritual

Spiritual manifestation

Poetry

Incense burning

Fingers snapping

To unheard

Rhythms more

Intellectual

Than emotional

I want our love

To be conscious

And conscientious

-not remorseful

I want our love to

Cast out the demons

All around us

And erect temples

More profound and

Volumous than any

Other found on

Earth

I want our love

To exceed time

And balance gravity

And be more fluid

Than H2O

I want our love

To transcend

All that man

Could never know

And conjure

Memory and dreams

Into one

So that we both may know

The future of our love

-more colorful

Than a rainbow

-more powerful than

Wind

-and unbreakable

Like steel laced

Diamonds

Produced on Jupiter

I want our love

To grow as wild as

Mushrooms in deep forest

-to stab like the horn of

Narwhals (sea unicorns)

To resonate like

Banshees in the

Odysseys we wish

To forget

-to mold like

Clay

And be as light as

A pigeon’s feather

-to warm like

Caribbean weather

And to snore like

My child in her

Deepest un-waking hours

So that I may

Know our love

Is alive

-and will always

Infinitely

Thrive…