Love
The journey is sweeter
than ever
Far fewer bumps - perhaps just easier
when we jump them together perfectly
in synch - You have
somehow become
the template of ‘man’ to me - I have been
treated each day as a woman worth more
than rubies far more than I have earned
Apparently there is
no end to
your love - mine begins
anew
each day Never a
trip planned
to take with you –
impossible
now to fathom
without this
magic separate
connectedness
we have grown –
winding about
each other –
entwined as two
birches - green leaved
blossoms
-autumn leaves flamed and crisp
trunks growing full and stronger
each year – reaching heavenward
You have created a bower of bounty
with me -a place to shelter and be
sheltered a redefinition each day
of what love and marriage can be
and
Anti-Love
I knew a time when my heart
pounded and I would watch a
face for that vein that would
flicker and then pulse purple
on the side of his head – his
terrible “tell” of the rage to
come a tsunami that would
sweep all in its path looking
for me. I knew a time when
even paradise itself could
not set this upside down
pseudo-love rightside up
I knew a time ….
I knew a time….
Oh, Pearl. I have been in both of these places. So thankful we are both in the the safe Love place, now. Well done.
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