Poetry

All things good, beautiful and true.

For my wife

To my beloved, 

Who is like you? 

You flood into the cracks of my stoic veneer. 

Your love overwhelms me. 

Your passion surrounds me. 

Your courage disarms me. 

Your honesty teaches me. 

And I am toppling. Crumbling. Softening. Stumbling. 

Always into you. 

02.18.2012.