Category Archives: Poetry

Paris and the Fountain

Love is a fountain

Bathing the stories of our life in precious waves of cool and relentless bath8ng.

It sparkles

It bubbles

It plops

And then comes to rest, waiting to continue the journey.

If the foundation of the pool is strong, the fountain lives forever

A testament to the flowing liquid of time stretched through our fingers and flowing to our souls.

Love is ours

Flowing and resilient

Bowing to gravity

Keeping us grounded

In our commitment and joy.

Touch

I touch your skin

And I am safe

Bathed by the warmth of your presence.

I have ouch your face

And I am connected

I live in your eyes

And I kiss you to tap into your soul.

I touch you

And my life has meaning

Because in that moment only our two hearts matter

I touch you…