Thread: To Chaya....31 years and three children

To Chaya

Jealous moon
Sneaking in my night window
to touch the woman of your longing

Caress her face with love
The aging lines of her eyes
Her mouth and lips
The signs of passing years
That you have been without

Her highlights dance up
To meet your touch
As they once did
Along the path you illuminated

Reveling in her every step
Her laugh and joy
the brightness of her eyes
Jealous of my kiss

Feel her chest rise and fall
As though each breath
Was a dream, a hope, an aspiration
And every release
A resignation

You linger
over the memories of pain and sacrifice
Entombed where our three babies grew
Strong, healthy and full of life

You have no arms to wrap around her
No lips to kiss away her tears
When in her sadness and betrayal
that youth has failed her
That her beauty is gone

You have no words to whisper in her ear
That her sacrifice of one
Had born three living testaments
Beautiful in their youth
Of a passion freely and completely given
in full measure, to a love that was true

Oh jealous moon
The faithful ardent suitor
You have followed her many years
But I have always offered you to her
Merely for the asking

Tim Johnides December 2009

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Chaya is a lucky woman, Tim. You obviously adore her.

This is an absolutely lovely tribute, Chaya, is indeed, a lucky lady. This is a very moving piece with a fantastic finish. My only nit is the use of caps every line, they are distracting thereby disrupting the flow. I look forward to reading more of your work.

Best,
Lisa