I wrote this poem for Robert when we were engaged. I still feel the same way. Well, I love him more now. Happy anniversary darling!

Green Promises

Your eyes are the green promises of my days.

Arcadias of desire,
On whose peaceful green
My heart goes out to play.


Your eyes are a pair of brave soldiers,
clad in green,
They stand with daggers drawn
against the vast armies of doubt.


I can read the invisible, fleeting lines,
tangible only to me,
that trace your passion,
in the simmering depths
of those distant oceans.
They are oceans?
No; universes of lucid green thought.
Time is of no essence there;
Truth crystallizes into eternity.


Each gaze launches a thousand waves,
brushing against the sandy shores.
They invoke the mystic cadence of life,
that pervades the silence between us.


I can hear the sweet murmur of their melody,
resonating with warmth,
reverberating of light.
Their beckoning, caressing, seductive music,
lures in the passerby.
And so spellbound I step in
to those green spheres calling on to me.
Much as a sleepwalker would,
to some enchanting isle of fantasy.


The entrancing green stare pulls me into deep
Luscious green treasures await me there
They lust for life and entertain love
I rise to meet your eyes.