When he was no longer new.

Glow,  in the shadow, beyond me,
beyond us.
Dance beneath a sheet, circles, upon anti-clockwise circles.
Allow yourself to feel alive because you are loved, beyond me,
beyond us.

I have been a light that is somewhat dimming. You have been such a spark.

Speak freely, without fearing anyone.
Give endlessly because you can, because people deserve to know how much you have within.
You are such a beautiful creation and a mastered art and a human wonder.
If I could kiss your parents feet, and steal the book on how they raised you, I would.

I will look after you, your young and this home you are creating.
One day you'll look at me and know I am going nowhere without you in mind.
Most days you can do that but not every day because we are human, because this journey is hard.

How can one man be so soul full and enduring and patient?
How can one man be what you are?
I love you. I have to experience you, it's become second nature to me.

Glow, on a light morning in the river, beyond me,
beyond us.
Bathe until the stress weeps from your muscles and your heart doesn't long for anything more.
Allow yourself to experience you the way I experience you.
Allow yourself to see yourself, avoid hiding from it, avoid denying it in some hope to be humble, beyond me
and beyond us.