What Love Means
My Father asked me about you today...
I told him that you are a brilliant woman
extremely beautiful, compassionate and creative,
how could I want anything less,
he shook his head in agreement saying...of course...
I said that I will love you until the day I die,
and that if the Afterlife
is anything like the way we conceive it to be
that I'm sure I'll see you, and love you there too,
he sighed as if passionate love was just a memory and said...
I forgot what that's like...
What do you mean I asked...with you as my only genuine knowledge of love,
and he replied...
To be in love so absolutely...
and we both remained quiet for a few slow moments,
he, looking sadly into a distant and dying need
and I, staring proudly into the certainty of our love's immortality -
J.A.B.
Copyright © Justin Bordner | Year Posted 2015
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