With each stroke of the brush
With each word written by pen
With each brief thought of longing
With each kindness offered
With each day that passes from
one month or year to the next,
my silent love for you is expressed
in all those ways and more as
we continue our journey together
down the river currents of time,
blending in and together all the colors
of our travels both near and far
while we sometimes rock in the
wooden chairs of our memories
on the front porch of our lives
and in whose hands, each others hands
hold all our unspoken dreams and
all the understandings that we
have or will have when celebrating
each year of life together and
each birthday before they are forgotten
and we sit in motionless thoughts
experience life in motionless bodies
looking into each others eyes
on the sands of our favorite beach
while our intuitive awareness
sees only that which we always had.
January 3, 2016
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