Here I am again-

With too much time

On my hands – on my mind,

Surrounded by the familiarities

And comfort of my secret place,

Trying to figure out – to understand

The most complex of riddles-

Those of life, love and the whys.

There in the midst-

You have become the sole entity

Of my thoughts – of my ponderings,

An obsession of this mind

And a capturer of this heart,

As I try to peer deep inside of you

Where the depth of your love resides

And the answers cannot elude me.

I read your words often-

Trying to interpret the secrets hidden

In your poet heart – your poet soul,

And though they are sometimes bittersweet

They are the wondrous words of a woman 

That knows the depth of love, 

And captured all the happiness and pain-

All the life and death it brings to the heart.

The night is coming upon me fast,

As I collect the memories that

Are lying around me in beautiful colors

Like autumn leaves that softly float down 

From the fertile tree of the mind,

Tomorrow I will again visit my special place

To continue where I have left off,

And again, I will watch as the leaves fall.