2/26/11

Upon a subway platform, here I stand,
This pivot between Williamsburg and Queens,
Here, on this spot where you and I began,
From whence I first I sought out your company.

One winter evening when I journeyed far,
And crossed the burroughs in search of your soul 
I only then suspected who you are,
And knew not of the love we would unfold.

And now years passed, we both live far from here,
Together in the place we share our life.
As I remember back across the years,
That young man's travel to his future wife,

I wonder if he could have then conceived,
One day he'd miss you here, so desperately

2/25/11

Today you went to sleep, my love.
While surgeons carried out their chores,
I kept my own mind thinking of,
The life we've had, and have in store.
I thought of all that we will do,
And all we'll love, and plan, and scheme, 
And how I'll spend my days with you.
You slept, yet it is I who dreamed.