I remember times our passion flowed stronger than wine
After the dance standing close in the kitchen I felt this slow blooming need to pull you close
The moment we touched it was ignition
Clothes dropped to the floor,
Kisses with complete submission
Time stopped but not us
We struggled like children full of glee to make to it to the bed and protect our knees
We couldn’t get enough and you completed my surging intention
You gave away everything like Halloween candy
You met me without condition, save a gentle reminder our contract was for ten with options to renew, and we made thirty four
Your disease forced me to care for you like a child as you became docile; I supported your needs without giving into passion
And when after years of loss and much confusion you drifted away I only regret the time we lost to explore each other more
Relief from the meanness of your ugly condition came but I will never forget our joyful passion.
THH
6/5/24
Thoughts Have Hands 