Dust from your skin must . . . trust

When it scatters

Only love matters

It's been overjoyed

Scents and perfumes wince . . . since

Your higher fragrance

Is memory incense

And never destroyed

Every stop we've taken

Is now a wondrous shrine

Where nature is in order

Your senses sensing mine

As I love you . . . all the creatures play

As I love you . . . now it's safe to say

There's no hang-up in our way

The trees in our gaze, will show us the love that we bring them

This shouldn't amaze, they openly love all they are, and loves all they are

Gifts to begin, lifts . . . cliffs

Of expression

They soothe our impression and every whim

Taste past our thirst faced . . . waste

Beyond uses

With so many juices

We're filled to the brim

Our pleasures not forsaken, we cultivate our bend

More chances reawaken, when beginning meets the end

As I love you, now it's safe to say

There's no hang-up in our way

As I love you

The faith that we build, will strengthen our close growing closer

Till waiting is filled, we simply remember we are, wherever we are

Clay that we print may . . . stay

As we mold it

But we'll never hold it, to promises long

Till we're complete will . . . still

Is intention

We still need attention to help us along