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his voice was sunshine to my brain
across a patio of silence
the maddening memories then came
with his character so carefully wrapped
in words
his personality laced in unforced verse
so much history
meandered between us
he once was a gauzy grenade
that somehow
went off in my life
shattering and smoothing out
every possible thing
making nothing and some things
better then worse and finally
somehow alright
leaving my life to become
simply a case of before him and

after him segments
a so beloved intimate stranger
to my heart now he somehow
comes across
it's like I want to love him
but I want it to be from a healthier heart's
choice
relearning each others' ways
a patch work path we must
toward the other take
old sore wounds somehow still
manage to bleed out
as he and I metaphorically gaze
upon the face of a love
we use to know so well
or an image from memory
that never quite came true
I now plead with him to
be not so belabored by the slowness
of my response
I cherish these moments with thee
and I take full responsibility for
their every nuance.............
(July 6, 2014 751pm)