SECRET PLEASURES

Slowly I opened my eyes
as angels woke me from my rest,
asking me to speak
about my secret pleasures -

Receiving a present
covered in deep red wrapping paper
with a big white bow.

Feeling the heft
of a 1,000 page novel
that I hope will never end.

Sharing a homemade meal
and tasting love.

Seeing God in a stranger’s eyes.

Crying at the beauty of music
composed 300 years ago.

Smelling my old leather
jacket after coming in from the rain.

Seeing the secret shadow
of a rabbit on the moon.

Arriving in a foreign land
and feeling my heart sing.

Watching your mouth as you speak
and hearing every word
inscribed upon my heart.

Falling back asleep to dream about my secret pleasures.