old lovers
long friends
angry young men
now depressed
on fast forward
aging
corded to my heart
draw optimism
and healing
ask first
without ever saying
the words
or knowing they want it
treasure my life force
touch my chi like thin china cups
of immortality
so gentle
their souls are tissue paper
to wrap the present
their sadness, losses
touch me
their view of the finish line
of life
I’m grateful
to live
grateful to give
grateful to honor our history
to be there for them.
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