Ocean

My Love she is an Ocean.
I swim in her engulfed by her love.
Her beauty is vast, far reaching, and blissful.
She purifies me, cleans me of my doubts and fears.
She is a ravenous lover always welcoming me to enter her waters.
But my Love is not souly for me for she has many lovers.
As a young man I would grow intolerant of this, sperning her, calling her names, punishing her, but denying my thirst.
Now I understand.
You do don't belong to me my love, but it does not mean you do not love me.
True you will have many other lovers who swim in your waters but even they will never Rule you. To love you is all they or I could can ever do.
I do not wish to drown in your love. Let me swim in it. I am your fish.
Let me play in your shallows and understand your depths.

Moments from a Books never Published

I hadn't seen her for years.
She was still....a Goddess.

When you are first trying to get over someone. You hope that the next time you seen them they will look horrible or be unhappy. It Selfish I know, even sad, but you let those thoughts manifest in your head. Still, there she was across from me, glowing as if a spotlight followed her around. In a few moments she would see me, in a few moment I would know if she still.. Nevermind.

"The Eye is the gateway to our soul." That is what crossed my mind and also is it eye? or Eyes? I don't know. All I knew was that the moment our eyes meet I'll know.
I thought about pretending not to see her, but I love her. I told her years ago that my eyes are always searching for her.
How the hell could I look away now?
It doesn't matter, there is no way she could be single. I bet the man beside her is her husband or Companion. They look great together, I bet they have beautiful babies.
Does she have kids?
When we were together, I use to dream about a cute little chubby boy with jet black hair, and her eyes.
Shut up and get this over with.

Everything gets brighter. I am living IN time.
Either this is a magic moment, or am going to faint. She notices me. All of a sudden it's half a decade ago, and I am opening up a door about to meet a girl coming from Yoga class. She's here to pick up a book from my New Age roomie about becoming a Vegan.
I feel like I am staring.
Cause I am
But so is she.
Before anyone says a word we are in love again.
Did we even stop?
If I where to say this to her she would call it corny, but it's what she loves about me.
I am trying to Vocalize a word that sounds like a greeting, but before I get a chance to put my foot in my mouth she says, "Hi."
This time I hope there wont be a Goodbye.