On the Course to Home

Knowing that it is
love,
I find myself speechless.

No formula,
no secrets steps,
no figured plans,
no conditions,
no ambition to reach the pinnacle,
no hesitation,

it is love,
thought and felt.

Love loves company.

We have each other.

You and I ʚϊɞ ʚϊɞ

I will kiss you tomorrow.

Your eyes,
your smile,
your kindness,
your love,

they will wake up each morning at my side.

I will kiss you tomorrow,
and the kiss will never end.

A Chord Strong

Birds fly together
to protect their nest.

Troubles come.

You and I
will fly together.

Woke to Love Without Pain

We die, and then, what then? Midst the silence, anguished days, feeling hardly my feet in the ground, feeling like a fool, I woke to love. With this woman I will, safe together as best friends, my wife, the rich world unseen explore, happy in beauty, life, and love, and in every thing. With this beautiful princess

I will hold hands.

Writers of New Volumes

Thinking through the gifts, I have not stopped to believe and feel, all aspects of love mutual, love alive, and unconditional. New eyes. New smile. New beauty. New love. Love won't bring easy days for us, but it will bring the easy ways, to endure until tomorrow.

Entrusted Kiss

You painted your art,

you painted yourself,

you painted your love all over me.


It was at night,
with light in your eyes and warmth in your body,

it was at noon,
with joy in your smile and caress in your hands,

it was at morning,
with pleasant smell of you and love in your kissing.

You are a Gift

Dreaming of you.

Being with you.

Holding to you.

Walking with you.

Searching with you.

Living with you.

Loving with you.

As you shared the floating of your beauty,

as you embraced the stars with awe,

as you displayed the sweetness of your smile,

as your eyes gave in to trade with my eyes,

as your feet seeked at night for the warmth close to mine,

as your loving words wrapped up the night,

my heart made a trip to your heart,

and my heart got attached to yours.

Live Words

Your reflections.
Blown to my ears.
Your waves.
Blown to my eyes.

Somewhere in a place,
maybe not designed to fit our reason,
but shared in cream fields.

On top or at the bottom,
nothing but you with me.

Such is life!
Such is love!