many is the time

'Unto Our Meant To Be'


had her chance

but we plundered through

repaired the damage of


and carried on

we stood united


trudging upon the ashes

of her defeat

we are more


the gentle reflection

of the other

I like this me that you  have revealed

I've missed her all this time

and likely not known it

not until now

you are the matching jacket

to everything for me

you are sky to my soaring bird

and I meadow to your sunset

what would each be without

the other

little more than a shadow

of some trumped up tomorrow

that never came to be


and his amazing stunning pathways

he uses to unite people

so otherwise unlikely

eligible to meet

I stand in awe at the chasm

of all that we have created in

and for each other

such a tiny little almost missed


and had I missed it

my heart would have never known you

not now

not as beautifully

nor as hauntingly deep

would I be just this privy

to delve

another would have come along

and snapped you up for her own

and I would have missed out

on my loveliest ideal

and went to my grave never having known

for that tiny un missed bridge by me

I thank God in all his blinding glory eternally

for showing me he knows just how

to draw me closer to him

to do the bidding and blessing

that he wanted

for us

that is

my staggering wonderful you

and this pathetically grateful me....................

(Dec. 3, 2009 1255pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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