it won't always be necessary, my dear
this
recharching
rekindling
reconnecting
of two souls
touching down
on the grassy hillside of our love.

it's beautiful here and i can feel the
earth under me, tickling my toes
dreaming in giggles and sighs.

someday, i know the snap, crackly, POP!
of arguments and discord
will give way to the soothing sounds
of rivers of love running through us
and a harmony that comes from the inside out.

one day, soon, love
we'll be charged
kindled
connected
and wonder where we left the charger.

we'll argue about politics
and pout about the alarm going off too early
we'll steel ourselves against the tough times
that Life inevitably carries in her arms to teach us something
we'll make up faster and love harder
and savor every in between.

February 11, 2003