1978

The pull and strain on my
every nerve made me feel alive.
 I had a need to fit myself
to you, your curves with mine empty spaces filled with
each other.
We gave of ourselves without expectation,
Boundaries, became blurred
An undeniable oneness
blazed a burning path leaving behind the image of infinity

Stand by me, my lover, my best friend forever steadfast

Fortyfour years have passed
We remain, no longer lovers
Outside of marriage we
would not be friends.
Gratitude does not exist
This... love?
Has no meaning
It was and is not love

I am left to think one of two ways I will either,  never know true love, or, I  will someday find true love.
Happiness comes from inside myself from loving and being true to myself for now and forever

 I look forward to a new year taking life at its pace with an acceptance and a willingness to see my reality through the eyes
 of love
Happy New Year