Sixty years inseparable love, I knew you perfectly,
read the maps of your mind and body unerringly,
rejoiced in your company.
Our love was strong and sure, multi-layered, a symphony
with melodies and harmonies in balance, perfection.
Passion entwined our bodies in dance,
hearts beating in time, part of each other.
Sixty years inseparable love, childless and contented,
Your long lean body cold to touch,
your laughing eyes dead and glassy now,
your loving lips pale, still and grey,
your passion, your humour and vitality
all have drained away.
This empty husk is you,
is all that’s left of you,
is all I have of you.
They can’t take you away from me,
I will hide you away from them,
I’ll keep you safe in a secret place,
you’re mine for eternity.
I don’t want to lose you.
The pungent, rich sweetness of you,
like incense, hangs in the air,
rises with your soul like a prayer,
fills the room with heady aroma.
I breathe you in.
You are part of me once more.
This poem is based on a true story.
(Previously published in Quantum Leap poetry magazine and first posted on this blog in 2006)
I also reposted an old poem on Crafty Green Poet today, you can read it here.