Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Tonight is mine and I will
embrace my love like a warrior
come home from a long campaign.
I will caress her and dance
until we will fall to the ground,
sated, all sweat and smiles.
We will catch our breath,
rest in each other’s arms
and reorder for another run.
Another grab for immortality,
a glimpse of perfection, until
all our strength is spent
and we surrender to sleep.
Tomorrow if I wake, I will
live my day with joy and wonder,
like child on Christmas morning.
And I will be resolute and approach
the day with the quiet the endurance
of one who knows the comedy
and the tragedy, knows the wretchedness
and magnificence that lies ahead.
Because for me, for us, there is no finish line,
no end zone waiting in the distance.
There is only an ending that will
come too quick for most and, sadly,
not soon enough for others.