{"id":624,"date":"2015-08-23T12:44:41","date_gmt":"2015-08-23T17:44:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=624"},"modified":"2015-08-23T12:44:41","modified_gmt":"2015-08-23T17:44:41","slug":"i-savor-her-kiss","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2015\/08\/23\/i-savor-her-kiss\/","title":{"rendered":"I Savor Her Kiss"},"content":{"rendered":"

Slowly I walk a path winding through discards of my life and beyond,<\/span><\/p>\n

Aft the hour is too late yet fore leaves no answer to give those I’m fond,<\/span><\/p>\n

The rock I have become must be softened if that’s possible in some way,<\/span><\/p>\n

The intense pain has created a barrier of steel where once was man clay,<\/span><\/p>\n

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We are made to send and receive of each other using signals by expression,<\/span><\/p>\n

Through the years of pains blockage I have allowed through one sensation,<\/span><\/p>\n

The experience of my country’s servitude forced upon by draft years ago,<\/span><\/p>\n

Took away my innocence and ended with more pain than man should know,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Perhaps it was ignorance or was it need that locked it deeply inside my mind,<\/span><\/p>\n

The horrors of we drafted chosen was unknown because America was blind,<\/span><\/p>\n

Many were lost on the streets of asphalt and real estate of dropping value,<\/span><\/p>\n

Anxious to escape the bonds of the draft many hid from America in plain view,<\/span><\/p>\n

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And I much the same locked it away as I’ve said that I might forgot it all,<\/span><\/p>\n

One decade is little time of rest from extremes of pain and a near mental fall,<\/span><\/p>\n

With such force the physical pain returned with an ailment unknown to most,<\/span><\/p>\n

An affliction so unusual with unknown back roads reaching deep into its host,<\/span><\/p>\n

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At first showing I felt I would rupture inside as the swelling pushed out,<\/span><\/p>\n

Thirty five years of age it came in full force as my only release was to shout,<\/span><\/p>\n

Arriving each time like a stampede of cattle and pain pushing outwardly intense,<\/span><\/p>\n

Praying it would cease before I would rupture inside was crazy as I was incensed,<\/span><\/p>\n

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To those that think I don’t pray, I am shattered that you could think so little of me,<\/span><\/p>\n

Oh my Lord I have prayed aloud in the crowd and whispered a prayer at a tragedy,<\/span><\/p>\n

Am I forgotten and down trodden as I cruise the neighborhood of a past dreamscape,<\/span><\/p>\n

Fight is the word, for one I fight to endure extremes that narcotics bring no escape,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Love’s desire has created a desire to escape the haze that’s a veiled pleasantness,<\/span><\/p>\n

I so desire her touch and beauty in my vision I again feel war’s gift of loneliness,<\/span><\/p>\n

Solutions given of physicians create a culture of give me more meds I implore,<\/span><\/p>\n

Then a transplanted genius with tongue of Italiano brotherhood opens the door,<\/span><\/p>\n

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My ears strain to follow his New Jersey speak as his genius explains his gift,<\/span><\/p>\n

At last surgery to repair damage of bloods seepage when my spirit begins to lift,<\/span><\/p>\n

I awaken as I sleep, I float as I am secured, Heaven’s glow is above my head,<\/span><\/p>\n

Pain has left and my anatomy feels healed when I realize I may actually be dead,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Movement is everywhere below my feet and I wonder how I see through the roof,<\/span><\/p>\n

It appears I am deceased as a gift of that intense pain, I’m no longer bulletproof,<\/span><\/p>\n

My heart has a sudden sensation of sorrow and a loneliness to an extreme,<\/span><\/p>\n

The joy of heaven’s ascent is gone and I see Patti to realize she’s lost her dream,<\/span><\/p>\n

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How did she know to come to the door at this time and why is it I can hear her pray,<\/span><\/p>\n

The crash cart charging into the room is a shock, I see her expression of dismay,<\/span><\/p>\n

The sorrow I feel is hers as I can feel her sobs oh Lord don’t let me leave her alone,<\/span><\/p>\n

As quickly as I pray it feels as if something has pulled my feet to return me home,<\/span><\/p>\n

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As I awaken I remember watching the doctor work feverishly beneath my feet,<\/span><\/p>\n

Three times before I have expired of pain and each my return for she so sweet,<\/span><\/p>\n

From her touch I have soared high above the world because she gave me a kiss,<\/span><\/p>\n

To me she is a goddess, the queen, my queen, I hope she always remembers this,<\/span><\/p>\n

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For each pain endured I would endure ten more if that is my price for her hand,<\/span><\/p>\n

Her optimism has become my drug of choice, by her I find reason to stand,<\/span><\/p>\n

Twenty five years have passed since that day I watched the surgeon below,<\/span><\/p>\n

Pain has been a constant companion, a companion no one should ever know,<\/span><\/p>\n

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I savor her kiss each morning as she awakens to bring sunshine into my life,<\/span><\/p>\n

So many men of this time have never known such pleasure from their wife,<\/span><\/p>\n

I know each day will fill with wonder in some wonderful way each time she is near,<\/span><\/p>\n

When first I gazed into her hazel eyes a transference of Cupid’s energy was clear,<\/span><\/p>\n

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So many things were locked away through the years as I tried to hide the pain,<\/span><\/p>\n

To contain the pain I have calloused all emotional release much to my shame,<\/span><\/p>\n

Do my children know me through and have I given her all the love she is due,<\/span><\/p>\n

Thus I write and rewrite rhymes in a quest for the perfect way to say, I love you.<\/span><\/p>\n

The end, by Pat for Patti<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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