For My Husband:
We Could Be Lovers. written 3 May 2010 – PATENTED
We could be lovers if you would walk with me
along the oceans’ shore,
into the glistening silver…
at distance’ further’st door.
… measured & matching after years of adjusting,
my steps to yours – your steps to mine.
Both hands in your pockets in that casual way
my right hand curled into your left pocket hand.
Our feet silent on the virgin sand.
We turn and survey the distance we have walked.
Sand still damp, holds the imprint of our footsteps,
for a while…..
We have come a long way, but
there’s a long way yet, to go.
The distant tide is on the turn,
a chilly breath of breeze ruffles your hair.
I reach out a hand to touch the sliver-streaks
just visible among the brown strands.
We turn again and make our way
around the curve of ocean-bay, up
the sand dunes, across the road, over
the fence, in the days’ fading light,
to our home.
You are my anchor, my safe harbour,
my warm, my shelter from the storm.
You hold me lightly, when I fly
pick me up when I crash & cry, still
your love is true. I bless that God gave
me to you.