I dared not wish for poetic bliss

To bless this well worn warrior

And wished no less for a perfect kiss

To consummate euphoria

Two lovers missed between two ports

On line to spell out last resorts

Suspended by a point to tell

Wherein each mind remained

To write a love knot long defined

Yet held restrained

For future dreaming

A heart filled full

A star bright lit

To key the way to prophesies

Kept for this day

When perfumed paper said its piece

Through poetry's heartfelt release

Upon this page

And hers so sweet

So literally lifted off my feet

To grasp and hold

This one so bold and gifted

How hard we tried our best to hide

Until that night so rare and right

When spirits soared and hearts thought long

Of what we stored within each song

Where time stood still to fill each line

With love's pure-ageless sweetheart wine

I could not wait

Nor could abate

This swelling spate of wonder

So truly claimed

So wisely named

By love's pure perfect thunder

John Christopher

1990