I want to find those words

so appropriate yet so beauteous

so as to tell you of my love

such a word - what is its meaning now?

as the years go by

and my frustrations and my desires  push me into unknown places

strong shoots taking over, tumbling bricks like they were feathers

building a bigger jungle from the small

and I push up with the stalks, seeking a new direction

pushing forward even as I am pushed around

and I wonder about our roots

those snaking, shifting entities

sometimes emerging and intertwining 

So I can't stop thinking about the blank card

in which I must say something more profound

than the daily routine calls for

mark true celebration

find the extraordinary



Do you understand?

Do you remember that December day 

recently returned to one another after parting 

you stopped on your way out the door

"I really do hate to leave you, even for a few moments" you said

such lovely light shimmering beneath your skin

Yes, I love you

but you must look deep

find the roots that create the shoots

to know what that truly means