I remember easy love

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I remember easy love

I remember when loving you was as easy, and as satisfying as taking a deep breath

A time, not so long ago when loving you was like loving me,

us two, joined together in flesh and soul

Natural, and form fitting love, like a second skin

Inhale...exhale.... embedded within

just......breathe....

The beauty and joy overflowed

Daily

The sound of your voice made my hair stand up on end

The tip of your fingers sent electricity through my bones

And your body on mine made me pulsate from my hair follicles to my toe nails

every part of me had it’s own heartbeat

I remember a time, before now, when I could look into your eyes and see my future

gray hair, grandchildren, rocking chairs on a Sunday morning watching the moon switch places with the horizon

Heat on my skin, not from the arrival of the sun but from my love, sitting beside me

reading the paper, comfortable in silence

As gold and orange hues danced on your knees and made their way up to your

chest, the chest that spent a lifetime as my resting place,

Light beams playfully rising to your arms

arms that spent a lifetime holding and protecting me

gold swaddles your face, the face that spent a lifetime smiling at me, the lips that provided

comfort and truth, safety and hope, the eyes, that for a lifetime, looked into mine

with pure and unconditional love, and would remind me of the first moment

that I first looked into them and saw my future.

Loving you now is like a knife in my chest

uneasy to breathe,

inhaling slightly, never fullyable to exhale

The sound of your voice is comparable to nails on a chalkboard

and the touch of your skin against mine makes my eyes tear.

I woke up this morning and realized something that will change my life,

my future forever.........
loving you is no longer easy, I can’t survive you anymore.

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RJGardner commented on I remember easy love

07-13-2009

A dying love is the most difficult death to endure. More difficult still is deciding between euthanasia or resuscitaton.

LadyL714 commented on I remember easy love

06-30-2009

Wow! As I was reading this poem it seemed to speak words I would have written about my own feelings...back then. Thank you for sharing. I'm sure there are many who have experienced 'easy love.'

oldsoul

07/03/2009

how true that is, many have experienced easy love. its funny though, i used to be a firm believer that anything easy wasnt worth having. now, however, i believe that so much in life is an uphill battle, if there is anything that SHOULD be easy, love should be number one. true love that is. this poem came from experience, as do they all for us writers, once i let him go i acheived this epiphany, so i wrote out myfeelins and decided to never accept less again

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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