Seeing you as you lean over

your back still straight and strong

your tallness apparent,

a place in my chest warms

as a wave of love moves through it–

The mill of time

refines us with its turning

churning our moments

into years and decades.

our days make a wheel

that turns with time’s flow

moving us

from then to when,

and we together

in the flow of our love

revolve

endlessly in the now.