now that the children have left

the nest has quietened

she has it planned, the rooms

this one for her crafting

this one for guests

yet her crafting room 

can quickly handle any overflow

should holidays see a return

of the swallows now making their way

in the worlds, they have chosen

i wanted to sell it all off

buy us a cabin in the woods

or a boat sailing the world

a condo on some exotic beach

but the reality is her moorings here

that reality is the only reality

the dream i hold most precious

and such thoughts transport me

i am back in the restaurant

That's Amore is playing

when you hold a dream

yet knowing it is not a dream

the arms that hold you close

are the reality of your every dream

she smiles that smile

let the poet play, she says

had you said a retirement community

i would have serious grounds

believing you had abandoned your senses

she has a point

we will restructure the living quarters

and the guest room 

will have an apartment sized refrigerator
that she can stock before guests arrive
as i have told so many, pick any National Park
i can believe she is responsible
behind the design of the fauna, flora

she is a combination of common sense, beauty 

yes, That's Amore

the only dream i have ever really desired

is the one she walks in within me

one in which my lips devour that Duchenne smile

one in which the gravity in her eyes

holds everything dearest to me

in a carousel orbit of music and magic

2/5/19