Hummingbird My #life awakened by your very presence And despite how it appears, my passion for you undeterred; my heart a constant ferocious and furious flutter; like the wings of the tiny hummingbird. My love for you grows each moment you are near; And even more in the spaces when you are not, a seeming eternal spring; my heart a soulful harmonious hum, hum; like the beat of the hummingbird’s wing. My present and my future all wrapped in one; the bountiful joys and endless possibilities of a love like ours; my heart at home and at peace with yours, like the hummingbird among the flowers. There will always be uncertainty and doubts; and the dark clouds will uninvited still occasionally descend; but take solace as my heart knows the truth of things; and hold true my love which is evidenced by all my words for you I have penned.

Her With her head in my lap turned towards me, and the rest of her in a cute cat curl, I gaze upon the perfection that is my Raine bee. She returns my gaze, and I am momentarily lost in her bambi big brown eyes, consumed in a love filled haze. She looks away, and slowly her eye lids start their customary flutter, becoming longer and slower, blink, blinks, she drifts to slumber. I continue my gaze, the shape of her nose, the curve of her mouth, the soft colours of her skin, her breathing like poetry without compare, my mind a pleasant daze. The very first loungelover’s moment, showed me I would come to love her, but her in peaceful sleep upon my lap, I am now complete and there will never be another. D.S.

bb I long endlessly for you when you are not there; my one and only baby bear. Your loving kisses and languishing touches are sorely missed; with me counting seconds until from your lips the words “my papa bear” is hissed. The rhymes baba black sheep and a teddy bears picnic now hold new meaning for me; please know that for now and forever you are my Rainey Queen Bee. D.S.

Counterpoint As certain as; the golden streaks of first light herald the break of dawn; and the darkening twilight shadows court the fall of night; As certain as am I; about us. But surely these things are the frightful fits of fancy of mad men whose garbled ramblings into the ether make no sense? Or love sick poets whose works are captured in lines of ink on torn pages in tattered books on dusty shelves no one bears to reach for anymore? By fate lead Tinder chance; I have felt, seen and tasted the kaleidoscoping colours of your soul; and in it I have found a truth and it will not be denied; your soul is the counterpoint; to my own. To tragically betray this fragile truth would be to abandon my very essence, as a child would carelessly toss a tiny white paper plane down a well, in a downward twisting spiral; gradually fading from sight into the imposing emptiness and solitude of the darkness below. As certain as; the golden break of dawn; and the darkening fall of night; As certain as am I; about us. D.S.

I Remember you Night draws to a close, her lingering shifting shadows still surrounding the world in a soundless blanket of slowly fading slumber. Blink blink, my eyes open, I wake. The unstoppable clock has again stuck 4 and I am tightly wrapped in Night's warm blissful sweet nothingness that momentarily engulfs all I am. Blink blink, my eyes searching the moving shadows, something is missing. Slowly at first, then gradually growing into a crashing wave, all that you are floods my being and I remember what jealous Night has concealed from me. Blink blink, in the fading dark I am whole again and I smile. D.S.