"But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine."

Pablo Neruda

To The Moon And Back

"But oh,

If only I could feel

The sun

On my face

As on perfect summer days,

Or the feel of your kiss,

On this bitter cold night…

I clutch to the very

Fantasies of them,

When the hours

Seem to stretch into days –

Memories of you

Like fireworks in a sky

That knew no color,

Knew no light,

Knew naught but silence…”

- From “To The Moon And Back”, a poem I wrote.

One of my favorite romantic paintings.  Someday this will be hanging on my wall…

One of my favorite romantic paintings.  Someday this will be hanging on my wall…