Monday, August 8, 2016

Priority (The Monday After)



She is priority,
I can feel that now...

Like health,
like money;
survival.

She isn't
an option,
she isn't
the backup plan,
the red getaway
car driver,
the consolation
prize.

I saw her heartbeat,
she showed it to me-
and I knew
I could only love
her face.

And I did.  I do.

Now I'm sitting here
in familiar, dark places
a cold drink at hand ~

The Monday After...

And I hope I rate
half as much as
I feel about her.

I hope I rate
a laugh
a cry
a drink -
or an honest lie.

I hope I rate a long late night phone call.
I hope I rate a meaningful goodbye.


~

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