Aged Love

And you my love, now that age and infirmity  
Has dampened physical expression of our love  
Still show your truth in small gentle ways  
Filling my days  
With the warmth of your devotion  
 
“No you sit there, stay in your chair I’ll do it”  
It’s against my wishes but I let you  
Because you want to  
Bringing my morning tea you stroke my head  
Planting on its silvering crown a kiss,  
Token unspoken of your deep affection  
Setting the mirrors of my memory to reflection  
 
Our lives run together like twin rivers  
Inseparable since their confluence  
Having flowed over rocks through turbulent rapids of life  
Descended cataracts of despair and have emerged unscathed  
And now sweep slow through deep pools of tranquillity  
Across sunset plains towards the far dark sea  
Of eternity  
 
Had I but one day I would share it with you  
If an hour I would hold you  
If but one breath I would surrender it to you gladly  
In a joyous kiss  
Of purest bliss