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Shower of Tears

It begins with prayer
as I kneel
in my morning shower,
first thanking God
for all the blessings
He has given to me,
then I start
listing those
dear to me.

I think of you,
how much I love you,
and your needs,
I ask for strength and healing,
ask for forgiveness
if I have done anything
to hurt you
and tell God
how I need you.

It’s then that
the tears start to flow
as I let Him know
how very important
you are to me,
why I feel helpless many times
and am unable to help you.

As I try to speak,
my tears are coming down
like the water
in the shower,
soon I can’t even
see or speak.

All I am now
is a crying man,
wanting God to help me,
to help you, to heal you,
to show me how
to be your strong Knight,
instead of someone
just full of tears.

Even if He allows us to stay together
sometime in the future,
I know at times
I will be nothing
but a crying man.

Crying tears of Joy
when you are here,
crying tears of Woe
when you are not.

As you have been here recently
I am doing both right now
and love you too much
to ever stop completely.

My Lady Susan,
this Knight is forever yours
and will never leave your side…
may God continue
to have mercy on us both.

2010

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I Ache

I ache everywhere
    if you’re not here
        whether you are far away
            or a mile away,
    when I can’t see you
            and touch you,
            I ache.

My spirit aches
    as it tries to feel
        what you feel
    and wants to bear the burdens
        that you bear.

My mind aches
    from so many shared thoughts
    and too many alone thoughts,
    wanting you to know how much
            I think of you.

My body aches
    from its constant desires
    to be next to yours,
        to touch your skin,
        to hear your voice,
        to smell you and taste you,
        to see your beauty
    and experience all of you.

You are the only cure
    for these aches I have,
    some for thirty years,
    others for thirty days.

I truly hope
    that I am allowed
    to cure some of your aches also
and may the good Lord
    heal you completely
    in His own way and time.

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Holiday Living

During all Holiday seasons,
let's embrace life for many reasons.

For those with a newborn,
let them appreciate its cry each morn.

For the many who have lost a spouse,
allow your family and friends to fill your house.

For couples about to put on rings,
may they appreciate all that their new life brings.

For some who have spent a long time walking as one,
may they remember this holiday how life with their mate was begun.

For those who live with emotions that run wild,
may their thoughts become calmer, gentler and mild.

And those who daily deal with physical pains,
may relief be found and healing make new gains.

Whether you're a new two, middle aged loners or old time pairs,
all your lives have a plan if you can avoid all the snares.

In hopes you have strong faith, either from on high or in another,
may you live this holiday fully and cherish each other.

Merry Christmas to all!

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Susan

For twelve passing’s
    of the seasons
the name Susan
    has held special meaning
for me.

Between now
    and forever
whenever I hear your name
    it will bring back
many different memories – 

of days
    of closeness
when we shared deeply
    our thoughts
in order to help comfort each other,

of nights
    of coldness
where we lay
    in our separate solitudes
like a modern day Romeo and Juliet.

I know this love
    I have for you is eternal
and even if it’s not fulfilled in this life
    it has been real in some Past life
and will be lived again in a Future one.

I also know
    if your friendship with me is over
by end of summer
    it won’t hurt me anymore because
I’ll care for you just as much even then.

7/7/87

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The Invisible Man

The end of us breaks open both old and new cracks in my heart.
How come I couldn't see where my blind love would lead us,
Ending it again, you have, before our love could fully grow.

In the many, many years since I first fell in love with you,
Never did I think we'd find our love and then lose it.
Vanishing appears the only option left to me now,
Incredible loneliness once again my friend.
Surely God didn't intend our splitting?
Inside my heart you are big as ever.
But, I am a silly old romantic,
Long ago laden with love,
Ever waiting only for you.

Madness to love you?
About to find out.
Now I fade away.

Invisible...

Am I,
Me.

Going
Off
Now,
End.

10/06/12

Gone: breathless, cold, deceased, dead, departed, done, fallen, lifeless, lost, obsolete, vanished.

Invisible: concealed, discreet, hidden, inconspicuous, unnoticeable, unseen.

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That Quiet Ache

Without warning
    or message
from willow tree
        whippoorwills
I awake with
    that quiet ache,
such a deep burn
    from a much too long desire
for you.

A breathing dream
    which becomes
a slow unfulfilled agony
    as I wait for you.

A beneath the bone
    need to be
skin to skin,
    tongue on tongue,
one in one
    for a lifetime, maybe two.

I wonder if during
    my five o’clock
reminders of aloneness
    whether you’ve similar
pains of the heart,
    whether you experience
that quiet ache
    in the silent centuries of solitude
between the beat of one heart
        and the lovely beatings of two.

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Together: Walking - Part 2

SPRING -

Winter's icy gray gives way
to a Spring time day
where the white and blue
of Sky is new.
We crack our eyes open
and crawl out of bed
thankful it's gone, ole Winter's dread.
Up and about
soon we're out
to see and smell
and give Spring a shout,
a happy "Hallelujah"
for new life abounds
over formerly brown, now green grounds.
We experience
the grasses and the trees
along with the buzzing of bees
as they help create
the most amazing flowers
while other creatures find a mate.
I don't blame them at all
for in you I've found
my mate, my partner
and in us Love can abound
with the Lord as our gardener.
For He alone planted us,
watered and fed us,
protected us and brought us
together in this walk of life.

SUMMER -

When all the blooms
have bloomed
and the bees
have buzzed
its warmer, moist air
that tells us Summer is here.
We walk toes in sand
hand in hand
wanting ocean sprays
to counteract the Suns rays.
To sweat and burn
something in which we both have a turn
is what can make Summer
a sometimes bummer.
But, to walk and swim
we have to experience again and again.
For I'll never tire
of your Summer attire,
a sun dress
or a lot less
when we shower off
the sweaty sands
and keep touching each other with our hands.
O Summer,  O Summer
how I love those long days
and how you show me all the ways
that your love for me heals
and my love for you still feels.

I want our walks
to feel like they'll last forever
as we hold hands and hug
we're being healed inside
during all these seasons of our life
along with God as our guide.

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Anchors Away

After sailing for some time now
	I’m ready to stop
			and drop
	an anchor for a while,
	to come in from the sea
	which has only grown colder
			over the years.

But, alas, I’ve no anchor
	and as I’m the ship
	I must continue my trek
	through man’s ocean of life.

Only a short while ago
	you were my anchor,
			my savior,
	you suspended my endless journey
	from one port of life to another.

Now again you are gone
	and I’m adrift
		once more,
	not knowing for sure
		if someone else
	will try to anchor me
		beyond the horizon,
		behind the next wave.

I need you desperately
	for sea and sailing
	are tired of me.

You were the anchor of my ship,
		the basis of my life
	and the desire to rise each morning.

Please end my journey for love,
	throw me your love line
	and tether me into love’s port of call.

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Quartet: Distance and Time

With just 36 miles to go
    the silence became deafening,
    the afternoon dragging on into
    the everlasting evening
until your call.
 
With just 36 miles to go
    how could I worry so much,
    but, I did my dear, I did
    and I thank you so
for your call.
 
When you've only 36 miles left to get home
    I'll soon be able to thank you in person
    for your voice,
    your life
and your love.
 
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36 minutes to show
    again how I love you,
    again how much you love me
    and how we’re made for each other.
 
36 minutes to show
    our love has stood the test of time,
    our lives together mean so much more
    and our future is brighter than before.

36 minutes to show
    my appreciation of you,
    my need to be part of you
    and your desire to be one with me.

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Just 36 hours ago
we were as close as two can get,
      were as loving as two can be
and were as caring as two can show.
 
Just 36 hours ago
we held each other,
      held our breath
and held time still for a while.
 
Just 36 hours ago
we lived as life should be lived,
      loved as two lives should love
and learned just how far we've come.
 
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36 years ago
    when we were young
    and our love was only a tender bud,
    how were we to know God would still allow it to grow.

36 years ago
    I felt love for the first time,
    my heart broke for the first time,
    now is our love renewed and my heart mended.

36 years ago
    life hit hard and I kept on going,
    loneliness was my new friend,
    would I have done different knowing it wasn’t our end?

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Life On Fire

The call comes in,
   the bell clangs
and off I go
   to try and rescue you
from people and things
   in your life
that are hurting you
   and setting your emotions
on fire again.

The flames roar
   as I break through one door
after another
   with only have the water
from my tears
   to use against tonight's fire
and it's not enough.

My emotions are also
   becoming scorched,
so I pray more
   and cry more
but, it doesn't
   seem to help.

And I hear
   your voice
while I race about
   trying to find
what room
   you are trapped in.

You're screaming
   "get me out of here!"
as I knock down
   door after door.
I yell back to you,
   "I'm here, follow my voice!"

By now your life
   is really on fire
and I'm crying more tears
   trying to put out the flames.

And I scream
   at our God, 
"Why are you doing this!?"

Then I stop
   and look
for some signs of you,
   hoping you've heard me
or God has shown you
   the way to safety.

And I see one room
   then another crumble
to the ground,
   and pray
you're not in them
   then I start to feel the burns
on my face and hands.

If you don't
   hear me soon
or can't get out
   on your own
then this firefighter
   has failed you again.

And this nightmarish dream
   that has become all too real
may be replayed over and over.

Only God knows
   whether we'll survive
these flames
   or if we'll take too long
to get out together in time.