#11 (“My love for Paul is clear and pure. . .”)

 

                        My love for Paul is clear and pure—a balm

                        For hurt and catalyst for joy and thrill.

                        He whispers sweetly in my ear, a calm

                        “Ditto,” when say I, “I love you—for real!”

                        A day or two ago, he ‘woke me with

                        Reminder sweet that last I said at night,

                        “I love you!”—soft as sleep o’rtook him—sieve

                        To cancel out the day and make all right.

                        These moments oft do make my day go smooth’,

                        A memory of love, express’d in kind

                        With kiss and touch and embrace firm, not lose

                        The thrill all day-long, peace and joy I find.

                                    If love ye feel do share your love with kin,

                                    To tell a love is blest a deed, no sin.

 2/20/2000