Back for months now from the war
He's doing much better
Coming to terms with the loss
of the use of his legs
Maneuvers the wheel chair like a race car
Yes, he's doing much better
We, he and I are not
He keeps a distance between us
Pulls away at my most innocent touch
Sitting by the window again thinking
Glancing over at me with his thoughts
You know the ones
He's not the same man as he once was
Without his legs what is he
How can I stay with him
"How can I not"
He says I can leave anytime I'm ready to
I don't need to stay out of pity
Positive he is not no longer worth loving
Go he says daily with his words, his looks
Me, I have had it! I'm not going anywhere!
"Who gave you the right to do my thinking?"
"When did YOU get the right to make my decisions?"
"Ok, your legs don't work anymore"
"Time you started to quit your pity party"
"Well, honey your mind isn't working right either"
"By the way I wasn't ware I fell in love with just your LEGS
"Hon, I thought you knew me better then that"
"Guess we'll have to revitalize your memory"
"Now won't we"
"I'm a warrior in my own right"
"I amazed you the way I'd fight for what I believe in"
"Well, I believe in us!"
"This is how it works from now on"
No more do we wait for the nurse to do leg exercises
You're going to get use to my touch
again
The one you said over an over you couldn't live without
No more sitting in front of the window, we're going outside
To explore, make jokes, laugh again, maybe even
cry
But we're going to do it together as we always did
Your coming back to our bed at night, I'm throwing out the couch
I'm curling up into to sleep from now on as
before
I'm going to seduce you as often as I want in this you have no say
I still light you're fire and you're not taking it away
"Got it Honey"
"Wow!" is that a smile I see in your gleaming eyes and on your lips"
"What's that your saying soldier?"
"I can't HEAR YOU'
"Louder"
Did you say, "I LOVE YOU?"
" Ahhhhh, You got it did you?"
"BABY I LOVE YOU!"
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
The Watcher
© 2008
She could hear the country band playing
Gliding across the floor as she slid off her coat
He was there as he had been every Saturday night
Right there at the end table by the dance floor
He tipped his grayish cowboy hat to her
She acknowledged him with a smile
Dang! Those deep green eyes could swallow her up
Then the guitar player started playing and she was off
She was lost as usual in the beat of the music
Playing, She and I, an old Alabama favorite
Line dancing alone as green eyes watched
Just the band, green eyes, and her little self
She felt herself be taken away by the beat
In her own world, steppen, hips swaying, twirling
Her world, not aware of anything but the music
He watched her, his feet tappen to the beat, her beat
He watched as she kicked, twirled, those hips gyrated
Never saw anyone line dance like that he's thinking
The music stopped, "let's thank the little lady," she heard
The whistles, and loud applause, the hall was filling up
He watched, a gleam in his half closed eyes, a sensual grin
She danced, her long dark hair flying, wearing that sensual smile
It fit her just as her skinny jeans fit, but where did she go
Where ever she was when she danced, dam she was free
Song done, whistles, applause, and the usual women glaring
He watches as she grabs her water bottle and steps outside
"She comes here alone, and leaves alone," he's thinking
"Not tonight, time to introduce myself," he whispers
A waltz starts up as she stares up at the stars
"Dance with me" she hears
Turning she's looking into those deep green eyes
"Madam, I just got tired of watching your fire,
the disappearing act you pull when the band plays."
"Take me to where you go when you dance"
"Let's see if you can go there," and slips into his arms
Holding her close they danced on the grass into the night
Sometimes when the band is playing,
the misty fog fills the air around
People swear you can still see them
there on the knoll dancing
Now, who's The Watcher
Sunday, March 9, 2008
WOLF MATE and SHE WOLF
© 2008
It’s been a long hunt for my Wolf Mate
and I, a very long day of sniffing out pray.
The deer have learned well to stand quite
so we pass them by, I am thankful rabbit has
not learned their trick or the young pups
wouldn’t have food tonight. We had to travel
much further today for food then yesterday.
My Wolf Mate and I have been running
long and hard to get back to the den.
The pups have water from the snow,
but hunger may make them wonder
away from the cave and they are too
young to go off to far yet.
We see the den high up in the twilight
as we come over the knoll. My Wolf Mate and I are
relieved, yet we speed up though we are tired.
Closing in on the den we hear the welcome whining
of the pups, see their black noses peeking out.
As we come to the opening the pups run to us
jumping and licking us and butting our heads,
happy to have us home. Dropping the rabbits,
my mate and I compliment them on their good
behavior of not leaving the den with out us near.
My Wolf Mate and I give the head nod to the pups to
eat, as we tear one open at the belly for them. The
other, Mate and I eat with great vigor. When we
are done, my Wolf Mate and I lick the pups clean, soon
now they will do this with each other, as Wolf Mate and I
do for each other. Wolf Mate and I tell the pups it’s time
to curl up in back of the den with us in the back of
the den, next to the wall. We are tired after the hunt
for we had to travel far to find food. In we yelp to
the pups if you want to hear of the hunt. Inside we
curl around them and Wolf Mate starts his tale of our
day away from them, as I, She Wolf wonder how far
we will have to journey tomorrow for food. It might
be time to move the pups to a new den closer to where
we are having to travel for food. I will speak of this to
Wolf Mate tomorrow, now it is time to sleep…..
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