He Waits for Me

He waits for me
feet swinging from a star
knowing I won't roam too far
in my meandering

He watches too
for moods that stray
into the Milky Way
and calls me home

He loves me true
and lets me be
each mood
and each meandering

knowing each experience
I seek and find
will only bring our love
to yet another peak

as valleys open out
lush green with spring
and moving streams
that ease us into everything

Wildflowers cast their spell
and down to earth we flow
to revel in this splendor
that only earth can render

drinking in the scent and sight
of beauty within flight
gliding first and then descending
moving passion without ending

until another mood reveals
yet another distant peak
and passion becomes flight again
while I ascend and then

he waits for me
feet swinging from a star
knowing I won't roam too far
in my meandering . . .

?Michaelette?

6/6/2000
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