You smell of incense and fire. I breathe you in. Consumed – I burn in your presenc… I have found ecstasy In the darkness

Sitting on silent drift the ocean beside me. Wrestling waters paint the shore as the brush

Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves

Religion makes devils of us all. Pain puts things into perspective. “In the beginning...” we asked our… “Who we are, where we are and why… and we invented gods.

I wish you were like the shells I’ve collected through the years. I know they can’t wash away anymore

At times I may speak too much of the sea. That is where my last lover came from,

We slept within the same sphere captured happily under morning’s dew. As children

Drifting off into the whisper of t… While watching seagulls playing at… Floating on sea spray With wings of laughter Quiet sundown

Riding to the water’s edge that da… Her and I on horses she’d ridden many times before.

The rain is like an old love song. It’s been with me many times before, to call me to sleep

I have searched and searched for someone... I’d buy roses just like my father bought my mother

This is my first poem to you. They’ll be many more as long as there are seasons to write them in.

As I sit and watch the moonlight vibrate on the horizon tossed from wave to wave a tear drops down my cheek.