Wednesday, February 16, 2011

You and Me


Over time we have formed a
more perfect union.
Our names at the
bottom of a license
a quarter of years
ago.

Under time I have walked to
gather your shadow,
white as the snow,
the passion trailing, and
grace on grace.

And time after time I saw
us meet again fresh,
honest, standing
bare, with each other.
It’s you and me
babe.

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11 comments:

  1. LauraFebruary 16, 2011 at 4:52 AM

    I especially love that second stanza. Grace on grace. Isn't this love? Sounds like you have a good one, friend. Keep treasuring that.

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  2. GlynnFebruary 16, 2011 at 5:05 AM

    There's nothing better than a husband writing a love poem to his wife. And this is a sweet one.

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  3. JerryFebruary 16, 2011 at 5:14 AM

    can't help myself...she is the original poem of my life.

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  4. Brian MillerFebruary 16, 2011 at 5:47 AM

    aww...your comment just adds...you should get major plus points for this one jerry...smiles.

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  5. UnknownFebruary 16, 2011 at 6:48 AM

    May we never cease meeting fresh, honest, standing bare, with each other! It IS you and me, babe!!!!! I LOVE YOU!

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  6. TALONFebruary 16, 2011 at 7:12 AM

    Beautiful poem, Jerry. Happy Anniversary! There is nothing finer than a love and passion that grows deeper with time...

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  7. knot eyeFebruary 16, 2011 at 7:14 AM

    winner winner - chicken dinner...her treat !

    thanks for stopping by J

    Peace, hp

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  8. hedgewitchFebruary 16, 2011 at 7:32 AM

    Excellent love poem. Past the effusions of erotica and into the stuff that counts--not that erotica isn't a very nice thing and all, but its a fickle star in the dark compared to your gathering of light-filled white shadows.

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  9. dustusFebruary 16, 2011 at 8:28 AM

    Wonderful love poem, Jerry. You cover memories over, and even under time, recalling the renewal of feeling that makes for such a special union.

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  10. ClaudiaFebruary 16, 2011 at 9:08 AM

    awww - what a beautiful, honest and tender love poem..she must have smiled, kissed you and danced the clouds all day long...smiles

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  11. the walking manFebruary 17, 2011 at 4:30 AM

    That's cool Jerry!

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