For Emma Poem by RIC BASTASA

If it were not for God
You could have found yourself at
The center of the
Altar of my being
You are my sun
When my moon left me
Extreme darkness

You are the river
Flowing to my life
Your soft sound
Of the flowing waters
Made me raise
All my goldfishes

In my own little garden
You are the center flower
And all the morning sunshine
That I can take shall all be yours

All my days shall talk about you
And I shall write
About all
About you
My last love
My lust
My moaning nights
A warm sweet scented blanket

You are my everyday longing
My quiver
My soundest sleep
Of such soft pillow

Inside a night of
Loving dreams

I am insatiable

Your white body on those black nights
Sparked a meteor
Into my vast universe
Your love

Moans

And I shall be
The wildest hunter for saber-tigers
In the safari

It is you,
After all these years
The queen
Who gave an extension
To my ending life

Another day
For better health

As you shall grow in my heart
You shall be forever

Unfathomable,
Ungrasped,

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You are my force-softness
Combined
My singing silence
My beating drum
My chant
Forever tireless