JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
I worship you sweetheart and there is nothing I want more; Than to find the perfect gift and watch your emotions soar. Your gratitude compels me to take your breath away; With a Valentine offering, that puts my heart on display. Each year has been so special and with this I must recall; The time you screamed with joy and the year I made you bawl. A jewelry box you requested and with this the search began; Average is not for you, so with this I devised a plan. A trip down to Bass Pro Shops could surely do no harm; A double-decker tackle box turned out to be the charm. A fur coat you had mentioned because they are so soft; You had two coats already, so the mink idea I scoffed. I topped myself once more; I could tell that you were thrilled; A live Chinchilla you could name, another wish fulfilled. He bit your lip and made it bleed, when you gave that guy a kiss; I think you knew he couldn't swim, our new pet we're gonna miss. I know you love the movies, and Europe has always been a dream; I wont forget one Valentines Day when I made those brown eyes beam. You were speechless that special night, one I'll always cherish; Not many brides can say they own 'Earnest goes to Paris'. You say you don't deserve my gifts and to you I say 'contraire'. I will always go the extra mile, no shortcuts will I spare. A romantic I am and will always be, I know you feel indebted; All these gifts you've treasured, and none I have regretted. Each year keeps getting better, your devotion I adore; Two thousand five's is no different; I love you even more.
