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HEART'S ON FIRE,
Lunch at Panera
The streets are joyous, full of fun.
I hear laughter wherever I go.
I could not ask for more.
I walk to the door of our home,
Then, before I enter,
I picture you and hear your warm, ‘Hello!’
With racing mind and energetic flesh –
I can not believe it, the delight!
I burn intensely! Heart’s on fire!
Something here inside can not be denied.
You want to stay, to be my friend.
When we sit down for sandwiches
And the simple glass of water,
Two washed apples for desert,
We say that future ages might note,
Our table talk was bound for grandeur,
Mere words attain immortality,
We live well beyond lunchtime hour.
Everything we do dissolves the difference,
We loose distinction between yours and mine.
I see out the window,
A bright light illuminates the scene.
I need no coin for the wishing well.
My goal is close at hand.
I have never witnessed
Such contentment on a woman’s face
.
The web radio forecasts sunny days.
Now I know the poet’s proclamation,
The meaning of new morning,
Grace so freely disposed that though
I, unworthy and lost, learned
Vocabulary of redemption, reborn,
The bounty of your great love saved me.
Despite your troubles and your travels,
We laugh together
No matter the physical distance between us.
A part of you always stays with me.
I take you in my arms and hold you,
As I hold you in this verse of mine.
Let me take you in my arms and tell you
How much I have missed you,
I miss you so much since we have been apart.
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