Love is a matrid of
rainbow colors
there hues
in your life
...
Periods of sleep
so the sun does
go down.
...
Upon my flesh
upon my soul
May the Crown you where
be it heavenly worn.
...
Giver of life creator
of the breeze
lent merrily amongst
the trees
...
My name I carved unto granite
tossed into stream
Two hundred years from now
...
Pulsates a cord of all
undone chores.
Reminders of all
...
Tantalizing does move
in directions.
Upon it blosoms
...