Day 195

July 14, 2022

Happy Birthday, Loren!

enclosed, please find poem for you.

For Loren at 69

Dancing with you was never fun for me,

watching you, pure joy.

 You could do something with your hips

I could only do in dreams.

 

Like watching you swim across Walden Pond;

power in your slow steady stroke.

 

Summers with you, a ride of glee

pulled by your whims, your mind.

 

I love you, not with ferocious intensity.

But I don’t feel that passion any longer.

 

I have learned to love silently

warm smile, my memories,

 

soothing moments of connected voice,

easing my heart into an embrace.