She Is

She was and Is everything I ever wanted.

She's the nearly imperceptible breath
in a whispered confession- the first
light of each new day   
the ache that grows
with evening shadows and the
hope that follows them to sleep

She's the fleeting sweetness of a
snowflake kiss-the joy found
in the chasing   
the intimacy of walking
alone in summer rain- the
restoration gathered along the way

She's a song never written
a poem still waiting
to be understood   
the colour love gives spring to
summon brightness from winter's gray-
the scent of life rising from the earth

She's the sound of a train in
the distance softly saying
goodbye-goodbye until it's
just the moon and I-  She is
gone and we are waiting for dreams
to fill the measure of the night