i love....

i love a woman whom i have yet to meet

because she gave birth

to such a remarkable human being

i love a man whose mother i have yet to meet

To He Whom...

To he
whom i love
i become folly
with hopes dangling
up above
and behind me

i love
thee

with impatience
while waiting.

i love
thee

to tears
-and when the heart aches-
to fears
of which performs
and act
on shaky grounds

i love

thee

with wishes-
when at last
seated in our presence
watching fading dawn
and stars
beheld in the others soul
we reminsce-


with faith,
unshakable,
passion
intensified,
love
our only child

i love

thee

to the point of where
i want to scream
"I hate
thee"

because of how
i make me feel
when i think of how
you should feel
how i feel
you feel
when i feel

breathe

for i

love

thee

in joy
&
in sorrow


To him whom
i wish to forget
but loves to remember
and want so much
to be with