CHANCE MEETING

CHANCE MEETING

He is my universe full of stars
as distant and as far,
he is the moon,
and when I smile
I see him glow for me,
this man I know
these three long years.

A man of integrity,
full of fears
of death,
and when I held my breath
to caress him,
sudden moonlit joys
reflecting life,
a special meaning,
no longer dreaming.

No need for more,
his place is safe,
this person in my heart,
he is a part of all I see and hear,
his thoughts combine with mine,
as reading poetry on modern nets
we commune across the brine.

He nobly carries on,
and dances if he falls,
his humour is divine,
his nature kind and good,
so all admire him as they should.
No thought for days so low,
his ebb is 'gainst the tide,
his shopping from the taxes, hides.

Outside his well kept home,
are birds and beasts,
avocado trees and palms,
but in within his rooms
is cool safe calm;
his taste is good for food and wine,
the furniture with cushions coloured fine.

A haven warm,
like his own soul
where friends come willingly
to share their time.
A friend
my friend
one of a kind.