This is another one I wrote for my first wife. I am working on editing these and many others to publish them for my daughters. It is not like any of them will ever be known as anything other than tortured sad and desperate attempts at writing that in the end only leave the writer and the reader languishing in pain and utter futility that can only be appeased through gallons and gallons of blue gin.
1981
Written for Helen
I soothe your worried soma with soft wet kisses
Immersed together in a brimming pool of hot passionate love
Exchanging affectionate kisses touching each others soul with our tongues
We write smiles on each other’s faces
While learning to trust and belong I wonder sometimes if we will make it
The road ahead is gutted and hard
The world is full of calloused desperate hearts
The wings of our spirits yearn to beat free in the air
Setting us in flight together in love and alive
But we are chained to ancient pillars of ritual and despair
I will hold you until we become one
Until our flesh becomes each others
Your supple breasts give me hope
I soothe your worried soma with soft wet kisses
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