Love Letter

Love Letter This is my love letter To a beautiful woman I hardly know I do know from observing Her interaction with others She is smart and compassionate She has chosen a profession Helping folks on the edge of darkness Extremely vulnerable Her empathy helps us feel comfortable Talking about Our hallucinations Our delusions Voices inside our head When I first met her I talked about my illness The impact it was having On my life Being scared She assured me I was getting the best care The staff will do everything Possible to allay my fears She suggested I keep a journal Subsequent visits were spent Going over what I had written I became more self-aware Her questions filled me with insight Her eye-contact Made me feel Important I am Somebody I admire her diligence and fortitude In asking tough questions Her intuition is graced With glorious spirit. Every time I see her, Every time I think of her, My heart breaks. When the medications Are at their full efficacy I consider making overtures I consider flirting with you In my daydreams I make love to you I am in heaven I love your perfume I think of our going on a date We talk about our childhoods I ask you to tell me Your favorite things I tell her mine. I ask her if Sometimes She gets really scared She will tell me We all get scared For different reasons She will tell me Life is rich With simplicity and complexity. She will tell me Humor is there When we need it She will tell me To hold on to my secrets To save them For the right person She will instruct me In the intricacies of our minds And tell me Only trusting conversations can Unravel the mind's beauty I imagine where our love Can take us I am full of joy Hikes in the wilderness with the Occasional sightings of wildlife Canoeing on the lake While the Sunsets Amusement park rides Having us screaming and laughing The carousel where we sit In the carriage my arm is Around your shoulder Spring walks in the park The sweet fragrance Of flowers Days and nights visiting museums Attending operas Enjoying classical music concerts Going to the theater for plays or musicals Many a night dinner and a movie Every fiber of my being Wants us to be a couple And so I dream. I dream of our being in bed Talking about the great afternoon In the park where we threw bits of bread To the ducks gliding along the lake water I dream of waking up To the delicious smell of coffee And hear you in the kitchen Getting breakfast ready I dream of planning our day Leaving so much to serendipity Every day one of us says something We go from there Reincarnation Finding each other The After Life You just can't get over those Pearly Gates Aliens Do they prefer “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” Or “E.T.”. This letter is my beacon of light Hoping the beam will catch your spirit I will never forget the day we met I saw you for the angel you are John *