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

At night I’d sit at my window and watch sidewalk strangers passing in the illumination of moon and streetlight

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

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

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

You will not remember that day, that feeling of morning when we were held one to the other my laughter

Like winter trees that dance with the wind bare its leaves

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

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

Living without you On a love restricted diet Starving in the shadows Turning I saw your face on the wa…

I have not seen of gods only men lying on their backs in the dust and children

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

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

Come with me and I will paddle us across the south side of heaven. I’ll spread out a handful of stars

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