Do you see this love?
Do you see this, love?
How the past is but a bridge to the present,
so like the wide roads that lead to the Isle de la Cité
To a place so sacred and sanctified that it cannot help
but be good and by good I mean Good in the Platonic sense.
Do you see how much of what I do is for you? For us?
How you make me want to be better than I am.
How you let in the light and it shines, multi-colored
stained-glass in the church with high-vaulted ceilings.
How each time we enter, we marry, and though
the words are not spoken they are tacit, understood.
I light a taper each time.
Do you know it bears your name?
09/19/05 , Montparnasse , Paris.Fr