8:15am
*this just came from Tim, actually that's when he was Jack and I was Amaranta*

What a mood it is...
thinking of it all.
are there the right words?
close proximity? lightning bolt wrapped in the heart's desire come true..?
for me, being with you compels words that may fall flat from a fear,

that you are more than my poetry.

But if true, my expression will soar and sear...
will honor and praise... will talk in terms of clear sight and fullness
those words seem used, lack completing the essence .
to say that i have loved the spirit i see within you means that i have been
blessed a thousand times, to be able to see it... to be able to call to you...
all my beautiful life, by some eternal grace i have known spirits like yours...

now questioning your frame of mind....
i hope you are softly swaying.

could one moment equal as much touching?
could it equal as much center-speak?
Mere hours at dawn, after the days and nights.
with each step,
whether a moment of conversation stretched to know more,
or along a solitary carpeted corridor where i watched you walk dripping with the
limber limbs of a lioness,
i tried to look away, was ready to, the moment you wanted...
with every lingering taste, like a moth to the bulb of hope, i was drawn
i am so happy i followed Henry's spirit, followed the searchers,
followed first touches,
followed you.
with each instant of looking to you, a new warmth
fueled with the thrill of questions, truth filled answers...
to the moment of glowing disrobing
you shone, wrapped in an artist's perfect light.
to kiss every place at once, i burned, you were a messenger, an answer.

i had watched and thought you a sensual dream
i had been so closed to the possible,
that your nakedness took my breath away.
at that moment,
my intuitions of a kiss were less then the quickest glimpse of mysterious eyes.
my suggestive soul-swing on a pulsing dance-floor were stuttered steps.
you became the literal of my thousand year vision,
no matter the result of my attempt to touch,
it could only have been an expression of deference and thankfulness