i can remember…

i can remember...

the old man’s smile
has not changed
over the years
tho it comes
less often now
he spends his days
repairing an old boat
that surely
will never sail again
nor will he ever be able
to handle her at sea
yet he continues to love
as only lovers could understand
for though what is remembered
can never be as it was before
the love
has not changed
and
he still remembers

 

 

this ain’t no love song…

this ain't no love song

honey
everyone expects
lovers
to jot down
some romantic lines
about
their undying love
and
endless passion
but child
with
bad backs
artificial hips
and
arthritic joints
we’re lucky
to handle
passionate kissing
and 
stand up hugging
time’s taken its toll
lord knows things ain’t perfect
but you’re my pure joy

 

 

eye to eye…

eye to eye

these are the moments
that will remain
when others
have
forgotten
our names
when
the routine
of
life
has ended
these
moments
when
our souls
are shared
and 
care
has no place
in our bed
no tears
are
shed
just the sweetness
of
lips
and
the warmth
of
our embrace
nothing
matters
in
these moments
except
the
moment