para mi amor

if i was a poet, this would be my sonnet.  

i am thinking it's a sign

that the freckles in our eyes

are mirror images

and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned

and i have to speculate

that God himself did make

us into corresponding shapes

like puzzle pieces from the clay

and, true, it may seem like a stretch

but it's thoughts like this that catch

my troubled head when you're away

and i am missing you

when you're out there on the road

for several wks of shows

and when you scan the radio

i hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving 

from such great heights

come down now

they'll say

everything looks perfect 

from far away 

come down now

but we'll stay

love.