Being
Whispered words
Might this be part of being old
The wife softly asked
Together now
The love I feel has little to do with sex
My wife's arm about my shoulder
Urging me closer
I know I’m here
Here with you
The husband said
Feel though within a dream
Having no thought of sex
And all to do with…
The thought edging upon my mind
“Being”, the husband said
Being with you
Holding you
Loving you
In a trance
A hypnotic trance
The wife said
A trance that holds me here
In the only place I want to be
The only place I was meant to be
Eyes closing
Never again to open
©August 10, 2010 / Mark M Lichterman
"Eyes closing… Never to open [again.]"
Ron