Love's Cradle

wish to be cradled
by the arms of love
as once they did
pure and innocent
without conspiracies, no assumptions,
unconditional

to be loved and
me to love
the way I fantasize
Love to be
Mary and Jesus
Romeo and Juliet

where my mind, my heart
can escape if
but for a moment
as a guest of the spirits
that understand

Life as I know it
does not cater to such
fantasies
it teases with a paradigm
sketched of ‘smiling tears’
occasional contented joys

soon erased by
what Life beholds
extinguishing the smiles
with pains and sufferings
the fears of loss and death
the truth of tears

but if it could
once again
hold my hand
as if
to understand
and by chance there is no
Heaven at least
I will have been
embraced by Love

Wish List

When I think of money
and those that have so much
I wish I had more
I see one drive a nice car
I envy and wish I had a red one
When I see a large beautiful home
I picture myself in one
built with terracotta floors
mud and straw adobe walls
But then I think
if I had all this
I would be in the car
driving away from you
If we lived in that large house
we would be separated in
different rooms
and the money, oh yes the money
well the money couldn’t
buy me you