...You're my angel !!

To be an angel, one need not have wings.
In giving love there is an equal grace.
Nor need one seek the aura in the face,
As love unveils the beauty of all things.

For me this year has been a special mountain!!

For me this year has been a special mountain,
Incandescent on its sunlit peak.
Revisiting its rich, eventful days,
So full of love, is one more gift from you.
There is no darkness on our lovely mountain
As I gaze upon my life from this first peak.
Nothing I imagined matches these days
Needing, wanting, loving, having you.
In earlier years I thought of this first mountain,
Visioning the vista from its peak.
Each thought was there, even in those days:
Ripples in the darkness without you.
So shall I love you on this yearly mountain
As I cast a quick glance backward from its peak,
Recalling the long innocence of days
Yearning for what I now have in you.

I want you to fly...

I want to help you fly,
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.

So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust.