Another Year For Our Sweet Embrace..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

because of love
the years pass by without us noticing it. we are in a bus bound for a vacation
the villages that we pass by are not significant and we are not stopping by
we have not noticed the grasses and the flowers along the road
our talks are light, nothing much, to make those who hear us, take a look
windows are opened, and the winds keep coming, friendly and gentle
we always have things to do, and you always have something to cook
always, always thinking about the other, no winding within like a corkscrew
wine a little bitter goes with the moist cake from your lips to my tongue
eternity no longer matter because what we have is now all encompassing
beyond those fences are the greener pastures of our hope, and we leap.