Joyeux Anniversaire

Tonight it is raining and tomorrow is our 41st anniversary. I ask myself how many times has it rained since we met?  Possibly one thousand, maybe ten thousand or somewhere in between.  Regardless,  I love the rain immensely and mark my life by it's falling. Yet the rain pales in comparison to you; therefore I am unsure of when it rains.  

I thirst for your coming
sitting alone as if anticipating
a lover to call upon me
not knowing when or where
 
Waiting for you to wash away
the dust that has settled upon my skin
since we last parted
so long ago

When you come
let me be awake to welcome
your arrival
and bathe in your presence

Immerse me in your love
Saturate me in your element
Delight me with your company
Let it rain

A half century later I still feel the same. The same young man, although 50 years older that nervously asked for your hand...maybe a few more scars, a few more broken bones, but still the same man.  You, you are still the same sweet, perfect woman that my soul yearned for.

joyeux anniversaire mon amour.