In My Thoughts Into My Words

The day I met you
Seems like you fell out of the sky
you are here
in my thoughts
into my words
on the page,
to make our day better than yesterday.
The phrases dance a tango
of intrigue between us
a lovely connection
I've only touched to describe
as I'm still getting to know you.
So we fly from one place to another
in each other mind discover
amazing things from each other
that's good.

 The road of understanding
we've had to patch the potholes
of roughness to pave a smooth ride
like storms come and go
and the rain washes the hurt
to brighten up the way
to make our day better than yesterday.
When the evening shadows fall
and the end of each night
I see you in the stars twinkling
that's you up there so bright.

 A beauty you are
your presence, a song, a gift, a poem
my words my thoughts, my muse
I pray for your soul as I do for us all
not knowing what tomorrow
will bring,
Having faith that
may God make our day better
than yesterday.

 

Beauty of Her Own Mystery

She a beauty of her own mystery
you want to know her more
but won't leave her comfort zone
you have to accept her as she is.
when I ask her something
she pauses, may not answer
maybe I have violated lines
only to exacerbate feelings
a roaring thunderstorm in her
no intention to hurt
but it does
and that makes us blue,
so we ride the storm
with apologies
forgiveness and understanding
we are worth knowing
as friends do.
She has all the wonders of a sweet soul
that rides the clouds of calm
in the bluest of skies
just like her eyes
if I can only see because I am blind
Right now she retreats in the stillness
of her mind
regain her strength
her compassion
her will to journey on
and I am still in awe of her
all that she is, all that she will be
even when she thinks less of herself
I will always be
in awe of the beauty
of her mystery.