Curvature

Curvature                                            10/14/2015

Feels like three lifetimes ago

All washed down the river

And under the bridge

Numberless days

And numberless dreams. 

I did not know

But it’s alright now

Far behind

And far away. 

She was like a gift

Wrapped up, in tight jeans

An actress at heart

Just as unaware, as me.  

It hurt to lose her

And it hurts even now

Like a red hot poker

Burning through my brain.    

But in loss

We can still win

And even as nothing

We are everything. 

Marriages can be broken

And homes can be lost

Our bodies sick

And our emotions in turmoil.     

But he who tries

Can learn how to stretch

Further than you ever dreamed

Grasping what truly  matters

And never letting go. 

All is returned

And all is gained

Better than before

Rich, brilliant, and beautiful.