Dialysis

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You walk in and look around; you see no warmth, nor hope for tomorrow, there is no laughter in that room. All eyes are vacant; little hope shines through…

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She has flare in her eyes
and smiles like an angel.
Muse her hows and whys
her love is so faithful.

She contrives my future
and makes arrangements.
She gives me away
to transcend Her ailments.

She has flare in her eyes
yet misfortune o’re her head.
Her love for me is not disguised.
“I’m only doing this for you.” She said.

“I’m only doing this for you,
I don’t want this pain.
I’m only doing this for you,
what else have I to gain?”

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Taboo

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For years we’ve said “I love you”
-as casual parting goodbyes.
And now we confront how taboo
-it’s become and all that it implies.

Must we kill this love and let it die
-to keep our friendship true?
As for me how much more will I
-shirk our mores to shout “I love you!”

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Compare at 37

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Compare with me all ye men, if you are so bold –
See my beautiful bride of 37 years, and who could foresee?
Her passion for me is more valuable than all Alaska’s gold!
Could the rivers of time quench her love for me?

Never has anyone shown more grace, than she to me!
Her fervid love endures – and can I ever repay?
If ever a woman deserves to give me less, it is she!
Why does she tolerate my transgressions, why does she pray?

May heaven reward her beyond measure!


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