where is your bravery now
when it could be holding me by my soul
fly into my sail
revealing to me that there are indeed
shades of clear
sweet sweet masculine sonnet
your tender tenor's muse
whispers giddily into my ultra receptive ear
so hush now my love
see happiness break the surface
of a future's wave
ah but what is there to see in visions clear
moments of hushed splendor
sparks of love so dangerously near
every day whether sullen, splendid or sad
brings me 24 hours closer to my you
so how can I not adore each and every one
of those precious passing days
when its mostly those endlessly empty nights
that I more so abhor.....................
( written Sept 13,2006 930pm)