This is a poem commemorating the first anniversary with the man I love, the laughs, the tears, the troubles and tribulations.

For a Year Spent Together

Our love stirs as it mends,
No going back,
I have left the shore,
The place I once called home,
I have lost the familiar direction,
The crowd, left behind forever,
The rhyme and rhythm of the same old thing,
The gulls have no clue, nor the setting sky,
Wherein lies my course,

I have gathered up the pebbles,
Tendered the works of God,
And bound up the shells as my own,
And soaked them with songs,

Now my home is with you,
Your limbs my roof and walls,
Your shadow dispels the coming rain,
Your arms shield me from the rumble
And shiver of the storm ahead,

Let no man condemn the love that God has made,
Or curse the clay, on which he first breathed it,
For I have known,
And have been known,
I have been touched and I have touched,
I have loved and I love still,
I was broken but you gathered me,
I held no grip, but now I hold you,

I have traced your face,
Engraved, held tight between my ribs,
Your eyes lying at the centre of all my senses,
Our palms laced with warmth,
My lips uttering psalms,

Let me know you,
And in knowing, know myself,
Renewed each day,
Fresh each time, the words, “I love you”,
You and me, knitted and kit,
Wove and interwoven,
The thread pulls, for it is the pain of parting,
Let me know you, let me hold you,
And live a little more in love.