I tried for love, failed every time
turning over rocks and logs; even
came up with some cute frogs
and a couple of damn fine dogs.
In the end
they were part-time pets
and we were all wounded strays.

This year I found you,
after a lifetime of straying,
how do I keep a man of my own
and do I really want to?

Sometimes no, somehow always yes;
I want to learn, if he'll teach me.

Deep and true; check.
Never this good before; check.
Longing if we're apart; check, check.
Can we love each other; an infinity of checks.

If we fight I become a ghost
and haunt our home til he returns,
erasing the burden, the cobwebbed
dream I've been living.
Feeding on his feast
I welcome him in again.

In the curve of his palm
I rest my heart, with his touch
my spirit calms to tranquility,
and I am whole once more.