For My Husband, Kenny. . .

when my soul heard you gasp
for that faint breath of life,
i thought i would die on the vine;
witnessing emptiness
pour from your eyes
i knew that without you
i'd lose my own vision;
and while sensing this loss in advance
you won't know how i saw
how the angel of death brushed your brow
as i sensed separation forever from your smile,
it was then i was willing to wither to naught
but now you've been saved
and i plead for reproof 
from the trantrums, Vanity's
self-seeking way for things
that are kin to the richness of fools,
it is you whom to me is most priceless.


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