To My Beloved
and the choice I make in you
for the sake of giving
you something
of the written me
not to let another year
go by without a word,
or many words
(whatever it takes)
tell you what you
already know
Something other than
the three words I do
intermittently utter
rather, something of the Substance
such the marrow
of a bone, its Wealth
of nutrients
fear of not expressing
the depth I feel
makes me stumble
as it is in good faith
I bring you this Me of mine
choose you every morning
as my traveling partner
in and out of fog
and broad daylight
through the thin Stench
of my mind’s gaseous compost
and the thick Scent of my heart’s
lemon blossoms, such a veil
enveloping us as the heat
of day does break by water
clapping at our presence
Through the torture and rewards
of my Spirit’s Wanderings
a lost ghost,
at best a heartfelt warrior
For this and all
that is more
I hold your hand
move forward
through the wake and sleep
of our journey together.
*
25 years
Yaron Rosner
Gorgeous heartfelt splayed open poem, dear Kiki. Thank you! Sending you and Yaron and the girls lots of love, Ana
tres beau. mazal tov a vous deux!
Gives me faith to face the years I have left – thank you…….
Beautiful!
Exquisite!! you lucky people! To have this precious time together!!
“Wake and sleep of our journey together ” so true so precise. Beautiful Kiki
A fitting tribute to a most wonderful partner.
A love so rich and full.This is beautiful Kiki ! Many blessings to you both
You cracked it there girl ! I Felt a tear welling and then realized it was probably not about me!
Was it really 25 years ago. We’ll be joining you soon in this dinosaurs club.