New England Love

My New England Lady of fond memories

now held in tomorrows of distance apart

So much of you past, is deep in fondness held

Your song of delight with

heart warm - skin cold

emerging from the icy summer ocean

Your smile and, hair spread,

as the autumn forest gold

laid on soft moss

and holding me at one with you

under a vaulted sun filtered canopy of leaves

The hearing your steps on veranda planks

which took you along the marsh canal and to my door

where your, "I'm home." met

the embrace of my heart and the openness of these arms

Our countless nights in the beauty of your bed

With candles and care and pillows and piles

that buried us in a realm so warm and deep that,

in loving realness, our skin and spirit were held in a union

breathing as one

The walks, the malls and markets

The holding hands in the wind and the ocean at night

The adventures and museums and cobbled streets

The mountains, the music, the fairs

The breakfasts, the smiles and, the beauty

That I saw so truly within you.

For I with pride, unbeknownst to you, also watched

With a deep admiration of your gentleness

The firmness of your drive

The marvel of a peace in the depth of your eyes

The harmony of balance and calm of your conversation

And above all, the loving kindness of she who was you

Thus I be yet, he who was then, at one with you.