Man of Sapphire and Wit
I cannot remember you as you were;
slender boy of sapphire and wit,
burning across acres of youth and time;
every step a new beginning.
I was not a part of your first rite,
passage of boy into manhood,
swollen fruit bearing seed and hope
over lush green planes of passion.
Paths flow in circles and straight lines,
forks dividing lives into separate entities,
each seeking and some finding dreams
along the beaten trails of who we are.
Now an eternity later, lives molded by fate,
fickle with love and loss; restlessness a demon.
I now know you, man of sapphire and wit,
burning across the acres of my soul.
Each moment a gift of laughter and desire,
a second of touch and sound; souls blended.
The strength to embrace life a gift to treasure,
as I treasure you, man of sapphire and wit.