Living Together

We're living together more like friends than lovers.
Yet, still on most nights we make love under the covers.
But you call it sex, while I call it love
I just don't understand how can a union like this can be blessed
By the good God above?
So, I ask you the question what has happened to us?
While your question to me is why all the fuss?
Why can't we just live together and just be nice to each other?
Maybe just live together like sister and brother?
But my answer is No! Love must be the heart of our union.
So, I pray to God that our hearts will soon have a reunion.
There must be love, there is no other way
So, I pray that tomorrow true love will come with the new day.
But in the meanwhile I feel I could just die, but I'll hold out for
Your love and until then I'll just cry.

Feeling Down and Feeling Blue

I'm feeling down and I'm feeling blue
I'm at a total loss and don't know what to do.
My heart is full of love and craves living
But the love of my life doesn't care what I'm giving.
So at the moment I feel sunk and I'm at rock bottom
I feel all alone and feel all forgotten.
When she came in my life she captured my heart
But the way I feel now I feel all torn all apart.
Yes, she says she still loves me, but more like a friend
So after all of this time has our love come to and end?
But what to do, I haven't a clue
So for now you can guess why I'm feeling down
And why I'm feeling blue.

Looking in the Mirror

I look in the mirror
And I look so old
Causing me to wonder . . .
Will she ever stop loving me?
Or as time goes on
Will she love me less today
Than she did yesterday?
And my heart and mind
Ache with worry . . .
Oh, how my aging body
And my troubled mind
Plague me so with
Such what ifs?
And oh how the mirror
Reminds me of how I must appear
To her eyes.

Legalities and Love #5

All day today crime was on my mind.
You see, all I could think of was to steal a kiss from you.
Your lips looked so perfect, as they always do
And your smile and twinkling eyes sent silent meesages
So that I couldn't keep my eyes or mind off of you.
You know, you are always on my mind . . .
And so it goes, day in and day out
Morning, noon, and night
I keep finding myself thinking of ways
To steal kisses from you.
I confess my crime, but I am not repentant.
So do with me what you will
As long as you never stop kissing me.
And if indeed kissing you were to be a crime
I would want to steal every kiss that I could
And the crime of stealing a kiss from you
Would always be on my mind.

Snowshoeing With You Today

What a day we have had today! You asked me if I had fun? Did I enjoy our day of snowshoeing together? And my answer is simple. I enjoyed being with you. We could have been doing a thousand different things, each which would have been a pleasure. So snowshoeing with you was absolutley great! And as always, I love you. I want to spend everyday with you. I want to spend all of my life with you. I want to spend eternity with you. And if they snowshoe in Heaven, I will snowshoe with you there too and love every minute of it. In fact, I look forward to snowshoeing with you in the celestial snows of Heaven.

Weekend Commuting Remembered

Oh, the torture of it all! I remember it all so well . . .
In fact, painfully well, my weekly weekend commutes to be by your side after spending a week apart from you. Well, five days apart from you, but five days that seemed like years.
So, on my weekend commute, if I maintained a speed of 80 MPH, I could be to graduate student housing in three hours and fifteen minutes, and then to your arms I would rush, all filled with anxious desires to look into your eyes and to hug and hold you and savor your sweet kisses.
Each week it was as though I had held my breath for an entire week and being on the verge of death by loneliness
I would rush to be by your side for as many hours and minutes as we could squeeze into the weekend.
The days in between our visits were long and the hours seemed like months and years rather than days. But through it all I was never jealous of your studies or your time away from me. Rather, I was proud of you beyond all belief. Even now, I smile to myself at your accomplishments and think to myself "What a woman! What a lucky and blessed guy I am!"
I am still and will always be proud of you.
Still, being apart from you was torture, the only thing that I could think of during the week was you and being with you, even though often you were busy with homework and I was relegated to just being close to you, adoring you with my eyes and with my mind, or passing the time running errand for you.
Still those weekends were special to me!
Although the worst part of my weekend commutes was the return trip to our empty home. On those trips the drive would often take five or more sad and tearful hours, all the while reliving in my mind every minute of our weekend time together, remembering your every kiss and caress.
And once arriving home, often at three or four in the
morning on Monday, I would immediately begin the task of washing clothes and then packing my bags and putting them in my truck, getting ready for my next Friday exodus to be back by your side.
These are just a few of my memories of my weekend commutes remembered.

Legalities and Love #4

I don't own you
And you don't own me
Yet, it is you and only you
Who commands my heart.
We can be close
Or we can be apart
It matters not
For my heart is always with you.
It is often cited in the law
That possession is a sign
Of ownership.
If this be the case
Then you certainly must own
My heart.
And if you own my heart
Which you do.
With it you also get my adoration
And my eternal love.
Ahhh, the legalities of love . . .
Oh, how I love the law
And love you.

Sharing Time and Space

It is so very nice
And it gives me such a very good feeling
To share time and space with you.
Just to be close to you
Whether in the same room
Or just in the same house,
Regardless, it is so very nice
To share time and space with you.
No words have to be spoken
Nor do our bodies have to be touching
For our time together to be special
And meaningful to me.
So, my love
I thank you
And I thank God
For being able to share time and space with you.
It gives me such a good feeling
And it is so very nice.

Your Many Faces

You are a woman of so many faces
Perhaps a thousand faces or more
All faces that I love
All faces I adore
Your faces are filled with life
So filled with life's emotions
Your many faces sooth my soul
Like a soothing lotion.
Your happy faces make me smile
While your sad faces cause me pain
That sometimes tear my heart apart
Causing tears to fall like rain.
And when your face is serious
I have to search your eyes of brown
To try and read whats in your heart
So that I can try to know your feelings
Which will make me either smile or frown.
But the kind of face I like the best
Which is like a magic potion
Is the one that is filled with tenderness
Filling my heart with love and devotion.
Yes, I love your many faces
They excite my very life
You know you are the one I love
I thank God you are my wife.

Another Midnight Vigil

Once again, I find myself writing of my love for you
And standing vigil
While you lay sleeping . . .
And I find myself awestruck by your reposing beauty
As I follow my self-assigned duty
To watch over you while you slumber
While I pass yet another midnight vigil
Of loving you . . .

Bubbles Close to Bursting

Today has been a major downer
And my head feels as though it might explode
My body aches with negative vibes
I wish that I could somehow unload . . .
My life's bubble is close to bursting
As precious dreams become fleeting illusions
Right now my life is filled with so much pain
Maybe my life needs to have its conclusion . . .
But I can't give in
No I'll never quit
Even though at times life seems quite chicken shit
Rather I'll perservere until tomorrow
Hoping that a bright new day
Will vanquish my sorrow.

Legalities and Love #3

Legalities and love . . .
I have loved her forever
And even before this life
Or at least, so it seems . . .
Bound together by love
And by marriage
Through thick and thin
We have beaten the odds
Our love outweighing legalities
Of any piece of paper
Rather our covenant with God
And between each other
Taking precedence over all else . . .
I have loved her forever
And I will love her forever
Always . . .

In Another Room She Sleeps

It is way past midnight
And I am wide awake
While the love of my life
Is in the other room
Sleeping . . .
So serene and peaceful
And so beautiful.
I yearn to be with her
And hold her close
Caressing her . . .
But she needs her sleep
And so later I'll lay beside her
Adoring her with my eyes
And making love to her
In my mind . . .
However, for now
I'll pass the early morning hours
Putting my thought of love to pen
While in another room
She sleeps . . .

Legalities and Love #2

I love her
A feeling of passion and desire
That has been within me
In my heart and in my mind
Since before we ever met
And so, when I first saw her
It was as they say
Love at first sight
But there was always that feeling
That sometime or some place
Maybe in another life
Or other dimension
That we had met
And knew each other
Which over time and space
Destined our paths to cross
And cause me to be drawn to her
In an uncontrolable way
Like a moth to the flame
Or maybe just the chemistry
Of a man being drawn to a woman
At any rate causing my heart to palpitate
And my only thoughts 24 hours a day
To be of her. . .
As you can see
And I can say no more
I love her.