I have loved him for almost a year now
Even though the passion has subsided
He is my hero far away and I will not forget
The way he made me tremble inside from India
And is it not a quirk of life
That I started this poetry site
Four years before I knew of him
Four years of typing poetry
For him before he even knew
I exist...
...He exists
Born 10/10/1965 at 1430
His birthday almost here
It is the day
God touched my life
With kindness
I am blessed he lives
He is blessed I live
That will have to be enough
At least in this life
But in others we will sleep
In a bed of soft smooth cotton
My head on his chest
Listening to the lub-dub of
His heart
That is all I long for
My touch to please him
His heart beat close to me
I will let it be
And the love will come anyway
Even if we cannot play
Lovers games
In poetry
I know the names
That are meant to be for me
It is almost his birthday
I celebrate him.
