Rick Elpers (12-24-54)

Coyotes yelping in the distance
Crickets chorusing in the yard
Silent is the air, stilled by
The warm summer evening
Listening to this out of the
 Open window
At rest hoping to sleep
And dream of our conversation 
To envelope us completely 
Like smoke rising from ashes 
Of the past where all that was
Burned up is useless
Leaving only the virtue of love
To whisp around circling our bodies
Drawing closer mingling flesh 
With emotion seen expressing
Both realities the ethereal and
The physical
Only to be awakened by the cat
Startling me to my world
And finding you still here 
Happy to smile your love
In my poems