Landing Love

Because you teach me in gentle ways
letting me save face in the midst
of my cherished ignorance,
I hope for you to have
everything but sorrow
even if they say
misery teaches. I am
surprised my darkness
has lifted us both
into the sky. Fly in
this plane

with me in comfort, because
you know my puffy eyes
did make those clouds
from tears you dried

Beautiful though clouds can be
from a window seat,
face me in the aisle
where angels will bring
hors d’oeuvres for thought
and plays about play
novel to us
in first class,
taught
with trays of flowers
grown below from
nourished thoughts
an arrangement of
fragrant joys unpacked
before landing