...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day...

...I've always idealized women I've loved - they all fell short, save one - the one God chose for me - she lights up a room by walking into it...

...you found me in my lonely labyrinth and like Beatrice, led me out of my own hell...

...I'm not in control and without a firm spot, like Archimedes I can't move the world - let alone your heart..

... only a seer or a lover would know that I'm making a jewelry of words for you -drawn from your essence -to flash and burn with your fire -so you can bedazzle with your own light ...

...I've discovered why you fascinate - you keep the mystery and as Carlyle noted, Wonder is the basis of worship...

...when I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate hands that can reach into my soul and calm my fears...

...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...

...if it weren't for you, mornings wouldn't be so comforting - slippers wouldn't scrape through the rooms of my heart...