Some folks wait for that one special moment
which makes their whole life worth living,
but we are of the type, who live Life to the fullest.
Those magical moments wait on us to bring them to life.
Which ones shall we awaken next, my love?
In the quiet of the mornin’
long before the cock does crow
the early bird, she comes a singin’
(hard tellin’ what she knows)
Seems to me, her tweets are secret-
coded notes with birdy words
so concise and quite direct
the foreign language that I heard
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I bet, she often wonders if
her love can hear her song
restin’ in his tree on yonder cliff
Is it for her, he truly longs?
Is it for her, he waits at sea?
Does he not know her place?
Can he not see that he is free
to leave that lonely space?
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From atom to molecule,
I have always been there for you.
From cellular distractions to complex organisms,
I have kept you right by my side.
From plants to ferns to trees,
I have watched you ever evolve.
From petrifying flesh to blackest coal,
I have secured your safe arrival.
From the bark of a puppy dog
to the croak of a bullfrog
She knows the language of life
From the pussy cat’s “Meow”
to the Willow’s humble bow
She knows the signs of strife
Long before Time you were
the eternal light forever seen
through the passion-powered lens
of my intently aligned
The time we spend together
binds the joys and thrills we treasure
to a love no rule can measure
and a hope no will can tether!
I am deeper than the reach of roots too shallow to follow,
but the love my imp has for me soaks in and circulates,
and no reach is necessary ≈ just flow.