The Sub Letters

Forever Guy

Beckon me,

Call my name without words.

I fall at the feet of your summoning, stirring, steering my heart always in your direction.

Wordlessly you lead me ever to you.

My lover, my life, my desire.

You know my deepest fears and play them back to me.

I dance among it, making the melody my own.

My love is on loan.

I place you upon the throne of our union and worship the wordless wanderings that we cultivate in our Golden Gardens.

You and I create eternal, Poetry upon the altar of our love.

Throw me to the wind and I will fly on the rhythms you lay before me.

Fly upon the night sky

Past the moon

I swoon for your strumming that stirs my wild heart.