(A love poem to my wife)
_

I had been through the gate
and down the lane twice before
had stumbled down that lane
more than once
fallen flat two times major

all my "fallin' in" had fallen away
no more mysteries or fantasies
no more lovesick daydreams
no love poems
no real belief in the authenticity
of love
between man and woman

I had the rich love of my children
but woman

there were no stars left
in my eyes
no dreamy reveries
no "aching want" to be near
no "thinking about" every minute
I was no longer
an unrealistic romantic
I was a pragmatic confirmed bachelor

and then you

I was a full grown man
and then you

I was fully transported emotionally
to my early college days
to those beliefs in soulmates
special someones
in love at first sight
in being swept away
because

there was you
finally you

and I loved the insanity of it
to feel the all consuming
overwhelming
total captivation of love
of truly falling in love
like I was 19

I can not explain it
but
I LOVED IT
I loved feeling head over heels
I absolutely could not believe
that a feeling so confusing
so vulnerable
so wonderful
could ever happen
to a jaded 40-year-old

I had even resurfaced my belief
in the bewitching nature
of love songs

and I wasn't lookin'
hell no
I was not looking
hadn't considered it in quite some time

but from my office
I heard your voice
that voice drew me
like pollen draws a bee
i walked out
and then

there you were

I could only see your back
but the way you talked
laughed
the confidence with which you stood
and that beutiful posture
grace of a dancer
strength of an althlete
and a great great ass
a taut, lythe, svelte beautiful
world-class ass

I came around to face you
and your eyes
alive
knowing
captivating

they arrested me
"against the wall
muthu fuguh
spread those legs
hands behind your head"
arrested me

took my heart custody
and it remains joyfully incarcerated
in love's velvet jail

serving my time
l have come to discover
that awesome booty
is connected to
an even more awesome mind
an incandescent spirit

this little boy was growing up
discovering an incredibly creative woman
a kind and gentle soul
the woman who would become my soulmate

I still love you
been faithful for 32 years
and that was never my historical MO

you know those two times through the gate
and down the lane
that I mentioned

ask them

but I gave myself fully
to you

and yes
these 30+ years may have frayed the valentine a bit
but not the love

many days your distant
angry with me
many days I don't like the way you can be
we both know full well
how to get on the other's nerves
you have me happy
you have me angry
you have me laughing
you have me yelling
and I the same to you

I'm a work in progress
ongoing editing required

and you
forever my horizon

I am genuinely in love
bonded to you for life
"through good times and bad"
finally understand the beauty of that

such a journey this is
I have never been 32 years "in"
so wonderfully strange at times
our love is no longer showy
it's like comfortable shoes
your favorite chair
a familiar song
but it is quiet
at times
deep


our love often drifts just below the surface
like step stones in a stream
helping the other traverse
we might get a bit wet
but safe passage

it is the bedrock of our life
and like bedrock

I am here
always

A
N
D

top to "bottom"
you're still world-class!

_


rob kistner © 2018
A "honest" love poem, written to my wife of 32 years.
28
When i say that you mean everything to me
i mean, everything.
When i say that without you
my star would not shine
i really mean it
When i hear that true love only happens
once in a lifetime
i know that i really found it
When i reach out for help
yours is the first hand i seek
And when love goes beyond the physical
you have my soul for eternity
happy anniversary to my wife.....28 years
I was told  today
that my compassion is both
inspiring and intimidating
The truth is I don’t really know
what To do with that
Except say compassion
Is a heart muscle
The more you exercise it
The bigger it gets....
You’re welcome
to join me
on that journey!
When you’re busy with your purpose, you do not have the time to gossiping and tearing down others with your tongue .. That type of behavior is childish and wreaks of insecurity ...
Love responsibly , love completely....... Just live!
“Wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something.”
“Those who tell the stories rule society.”
“There are three classes of men; lovers of wisdom, lovers of honor, and lovers of gain.”
“The madness of love is the greatest of heaven's blessings”
“There are two things a person should never be angry at, what they can help, and what they cannot.”
Just a thought.
supper?  or  dinner?
just observing from
my particular viewpoint how
the clouds outline is much like
a tree's
of the anima and animus
co-exist
Husband from Heaven:

You are free
Come fly up to me
Where we can be together happily
I’ve been waiting for you
Missing you so
Our children will be fine
Don’t worry about them
We will watch over them together
Until their times end...

Wife from the physical world:

I’m ready to be free
I can’t wait to see
Hold you tight
With all my might
I am just scared
To let go
But I am ready to see you so
As I take my last breath
I feel you there
1,2,3 as I inhale
Goodbye my children and grandchildren
We both will see you again
As we watch over you all
We will all be together soon...
Family friends lost their dad 3 years ago... their mother is now on hospice and they don’t know how much longer. I wrote this as both of their perspectives.
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