shouldn’t count your puppy paws,
before i’ve even met you.

but i’m already planning our adventures –
for your soul, to love, imbue.

dreaming of lap lapping shores,
your soft heart by my side.

presence and life, birds in flight,
watching receding tides.

i hope, i hope, to heal your past,
whatever pain you endured.

with softness, stillness, patience –
for i know you are pure pure.

darling i already love you,
it’s profuse at times, i feel.

emotions rise, touch and fray –
my heart, all yours to steal.