Night Before the Light

in a life of many loves

she was the one

winds whistled 

rains poured 

as she lit the fire 

that calmed my soul 

in a life of many loves

there was only one

when I stood like a rock

she moved me

when I shook all over

she soothed me

moments were memories

etched (if they could be)

in BOLD

the meaning untold

in a whirl

of passing thoughts

warming where

there once was cold

in a life 

of love

she still stands

there

tall

wonderous

memory of love

from long ago past

I know and knew then

that as toes touched

under the table

at a Blues cafe

an electric invitation

so personal

so profound

lighting fireworks

that still fire

in my sky

jc

4/26/23