I search the breeze for the leftover scent of our time-
the inhalation of our meeting, our lips together, our breath fast,
the presence of more than just two souls
but a spiritual intercession
fanning our life into a great bonfire of love
exploding between us.
I awoke with the imprint of your love
still faint on my cheek,
the brush of your fingers touch against my skin,
the lovely lines of your wrinkles found with an index
and my soul nourished with our union.
We are one together as thirty years brings back
teenagers in a rush to be grown, to be joined,
to raise a family with the Trinity our only value in life.
Our saving grace was our salvation that saved us
generations ago in youth ministry
when first we danced, first we saw,
first we knelt together in prayer.
You are my answered plea, my ability to keep on,
the strength that attaches me to the holy family,
to the spirit that surrounds us,
and to God who created this world
for us living side by side.
I curl an arm around your pillow,
breathe in your ways
as you offer your day earned
as a gift to our family.
I love you.