Poem for her 428

Dear Readers,



Three hours

Lived in heaven for that amount of time today
There was the shine and glow of the sun and
The flowers and the sound of music in the
Air when You said things to me

I drift closer still to heaven when I see
You standing there in the room or place
There touching my eyes with your smile
Your skin aglow there on back of hand
Tucked into my hand and merged

The feel of you near me in the season of
The times we are in the same spaces
The touch of your eyes on me and the way
You look your love for me in sighs and eyes


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.