FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

A FRIEND'S POEM THAT I FOUND IN ONE OF MY OLD NOTEBOOKS DURING MY ATENEO YEARS

"beside me is my wife
at the party
courteous in her ways
graceful in her manners

she puts her hand over mine
and touches my leg with hers
she stares at me
as though i am her god

i married a woman who
loves me more than i could love her
and that is just good enough for me

in my lonely nights
underneath the stars
sometimes i ask
without her, where could i have
been in years
wasting my talents away?"

i could have written
more than this
but i am still waiting
for the years.........