in time at this moment
as I sit down
caressed in the thought
and image of you
the time is young between us
you and I
I discovered you
found you
and yet I knew you before
we met
I am compelled to write this
for you are the occupation of my thoughts
my heart does not sing much
for it is not a casual one
this heart of mine
but it is from your inspiration
the child, the girl, the woman,
the soul/heart, the passionate self,
the desire to discover, the intelligence of the mind
that you seek
a voice of quiet and calm that is heard
from me
the funny, the silly, the laugh
that provides me with these words
and yet
brings me forward to you
as a breath of fresh air
with your windows and doors wide open
to want to see your dreams, desires
all your adventures
come true
and always be open to you
once I wrote
” what about that”
and even more
it seems I could look into your eyes
and never see the same thing twice