Poem for her 513

Dear Readers,


Dear Reader,


Yes, You girl
The one that inspires me with your look
With the things you say
That time on the phone when
That other time in an email when
Those times when
The when is a long bit of events
They are varied and many
They soak into me like
The sweet somethings
The sweet nothings I send
Soak into you and drift close
They tell each of us
I love you
As they soak into us
Like my hand on yours
Soaking into being one
Yes, you babe
The reader that kept me writing
I hadn't written down much
Then you said
I love what you say
I like reading it
I want you to continue
So I have
So here you are
Soaking in the shower as I write to you
About water drops

Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.