Birthday

The light that first soothed at the edge of your window,
graciously polite though mute in its glee
It crept in around you,
caressing your body,
the warmth that you felt then,
that was from me.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday.
I wish I could say it personally.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday.
I nod in great pleasure,
this day when we measure,
the years since the universe made you for me.
The scent of your body,
all humming and happy,
a sign that the universe was created with care
The soft subtle voice that vibrates through my body
We’re signing and sharing
terrestrial air.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday.
I’m filled with a grateful exorbitant glee.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday.
I nod in great pleasure,
this day when we measure,
the years since the universe made you for me.