I was shivering expressions of distress
Staring out French doors through a garden elegant
A gentleman poet you were, without paper and pen
Embarking from a stairway, I was afraid to climb
Which spiraled carnations, into a dream-like state
Shocking tenderness from some magnetic domain
Your golden soprano voiced, the evening just fine
Enough to balance a perfect scale, pulsing a voltage rhyme
Swirling camaraderie and suckling hope from your eyes
The infer-red glow of your flesh infusing music of daylight
Your fingers diagramed a collection of foresight
Extending your strong and trusting mind to heart
The sheath of life and wonders always found
Right there upon your lips, eternally charged
To each our ideas the quiet sings profoundly enlarged
Where you agree and give me what I embrace
You’re like visiting an old friend, joy unlaced
Fire of feelings exploding from your arms
Sparkling eyes lifting the fog, reaching in swarms
Informing our imaginations to keep on dreaming
Basking within the pleasures of what we are, and yet to be
Interpretations purposely reflective and savored
You’re aromatic essence, sensual and layered
Forming experience in open-eyed verse
A dream wherein we both immerse
Our mysterious image of what is
Where life ultimately affirms our reach
You throw flowers at my feet,
A rocket goes off
In places I’ve yet to know and touch