You’re still in my dreams at night. You’re always in my heart. I so hope it’s a spectacular 4th of July weekend for you. You’re all the fireworks I want! Or could ever need! It’s a grander display than any I’d see in the nighttime sky! It just so happens it’s happening inside. Of me. All the time. It’s the effect you have on everybody. You’re loved so wonderfully. By all sorts of people. And plants and animals, too! Everyone pines for a little piece of you. It must get annoying! Thank you for being so kind about it. There’s nothing people wouldn’t do for you. You’re all the fireworks that go off inside. The cops are saying they’re illegal to have, but cops have never been a source of warmth or joy for me. But you have been. You’re above the laws of man. You’re a law unto yourself! You’re a goddess, you’re a god. You free others with your beauty. And they discover who they were always meant to be. You’re treasured in a such a way that ‘treasured’ isn’t a powerful enough word to say it. There must be a better word, to really get to the heart of it. Whatever it is, it would be a word that says you’re loved. That there’s a special place inside that only you can hold and no other. And that the person would do anything at all for you, and never ask for a thing in return. And that you’re still in his dreams at night, no matter how much time has passed. You make him up as much as his body parts. You’re woven into his DNA. That kind of stuff, I guess. You’re so beautiful. I wish I had the words. I feel happy and content. Somebody up there likes me! Somebody up there adores you …  

You sing a thousand songs, and yet you never say a word. Not to me, personally. But I hear you all the same. I walk a lonely road. At times, but the nighttime sky is bright. How can one feel alone with so many stars above? We’re all in the same boat. On a celestial sea and I hear your symphony. Your sound and your light, it’s all a part of me. You’re always in my heart. No one can take that away from me. Sometimes I wonder where you are. If you’re happy or if you’re blue. I wonder if you’re being taken care of. I know you take care of yourself. But do you have a gentle hand. That one that finds you when you’re lost. Do you laugh until you’re breathless still, with a silly friend, with a smile that feels like home. Always waiting for you around the bend. Standing in the rain with no umbrella. And he never complains. He’s just so happy to see you when you arrive! He’s the luckiest fella. When his first thought is not a kiss, but a hug. His heart loves you so. It’s so good to see you, he says, and you know he’s saying so much more. Embracing in the rain under a canopy of moon glow. You say, “You’re getting soaked.” And you motion to his cashmere coat. And he says, “I’ll get another.” But it’s the only one he’s got. He takes it off and tosses it across a puddle, so your feet don’t catch cold as you cross. Something chivalrous like that in his mind. There’ll be plenty of things to wear. Some other time. This moment will never grow old. Some days, they wear on, into those nights that never end. Those different-kind of endless-kind. It often feels to who-knows-where. Who will be waiting when you get there? Perhaps an old friend in the rain, with a smile that feels like home. He’s been waiting to say thank you. Because you put the magic into the road. Before you it looked bleak and cold. The old road hasn’t changed so much. It’s still a sore old sight. But you’re a sight for sore eyes. You give the road a new look, even when strangers are passing by. There are a lot of sad old souls I’ve found walking on the road at this time of night. I pass a few, we exchange a nod, a tip of the hat, some kind of passing acknowledgment, and then we move on. They’re going one way, and I’m going the other. On this old road in the middle of the night. I fear I see no hope in their eyes. As they pass me by. But I’ve got this little glimmer in mine. I tuck it away, under my brim, for safe keeping. I’ve got a little smile inside, hiding behind my stoic veneer, a soaking wet face lightly shining in the rain. It makes for better company. You might say it’s something called hope. It’s that something from your eyes that you give. I wonder if you’d see the time that has passed if you were to look into mine. Or if instead you’d find something timeless inside. Something that goes beyond mere waiting, and standing in the cold. There is a light divine. It shines all over and about you! I’ve seen it!! It seems I was blessed with eyes to see it shine. You light up my life. I’ve been so lucky to have found you. To see you once is something that lasts forever. You turn a moment into something that shines, and it becomes something eternal. And so I’m never alone. I pretend you’re walking near me. Maybe a step behind. I’d see you if I gently turned my head around. Or, more likely, you’re way ahead. You’re just around the next bend. Running father along. Either way, you’re with me inside. You never let me feel alone. It’s a lovely old road, especially at nighttime. For the first time I notice the little crevices, and where there’s smoothness and where there are holes. It’s all kind of pretty, actually. It’s a beautiful night. And I look up to the sky in all its wonder. Rolling grey clouds against the black that is vast, and the sound of distant thunder. What a glorious lullabye! To truly experience God’s work in all its majesty like that! I feel you with me. I’m filled with so much love, I’m afraid my heart can’t take it. My tears mix with rain, and it’s all holy water. And I take it all in! In the hope of saying something profound. And yet all I can muster when looking up, is a silent “wow.” And, thank you. I got to see you. I got to see *you!!* I experienced your wonder! Without some pain, I could have never recognized your beauty. You’re all I’ve ever found sacred, against a backdrop of God’s thunder and rain. And I smile and I cry. And I laugh! All at the same time! I’ve discovered my heart. It’s beating three times fast. Whatever it is we call this life, it’s bursting alive inside of me now! I got to see your face!! Oh, how you shine! Filled with all the magic this life could muster. Somehow with this glorious thunderous sky it’s all tied! Even this old road, this silly old friend of mine, he wears a special glow, too. All from you. All the hope and the wonder and the beauty that is yours. You have touched me so deeply inside. You shared a look with me. And it goes on, endlessly. In a place outside of space and time. That has little need for lonely old roads – old friend as he might be, or even standing in the rain. There’s no old road at all, that’s the secret to be found, eventually. And nothing’s ever standing. Everything’s moving constantly! Your love has set me free. I’m never alone. You’re always with me. Every time inside I’m filled with your love and your beauty. The thunder is rolling, and the sky is alive! And all I can muster is “wow.” Somebody up there likes me, after all. I love you so dearly. I pray you never feel alone. Everywhere around you is a love that feels like home. There’s always a friend, waiting for you around the bend. He’s just so happy to see you when you arrive! It’s so *good* to see you. My old friend. ❤️  

That’s in the new book coming July 31st. “THERE SHE IS!!” – the 1st book of gushing over you – is on amazon (search ‘todd demartinis’ if you wish). I’m so grateful in this life I got to see *You!* 🌟🌱🥰