soulmate

Goodbye Is Not An Option

This is a collaboration poem, I’ve worked on lately for a funeral service to say goodbye to a husband of forty two years: we came to the conclusion that it’s just not possible.

We will always be together,
Just waiting here apart
You will always have the most of me
Within your loving heart

We will always be together,
Even though we are apart
I will think of you, and talk to you
You rest inside my heart

You had a one way ticket, up into the sky
But your ride came early, I really don’t know why
They took the man I wanted, into the clouds above
and now I miss you terribly,
My husband, friend, my love.

The Late Request

It begins with a clear cylinder

The telltale chink of  a miniature iceberg

Responding defiantly: with a thick “CRACK”

Upon first meeting of its soul mate

Shuddering against the caress,

Attempting to fight the inevitability

Rising without consent

Orifices filed with thick creamy nectar

Until they bob, on the surface

subdued and compliant

No longer resisting

Just the quiet vibration of submittal

Slowly but surely melting

into my mouth

You wait until I swallow the last drop

My lips coated in a sticky delight

Only then do you ask to taste my Baileys