Sonnet 102 – I Can Let You Go
I can let you go now. If you everneeded me, the need has passed. We are twocreatures who walked for a time together.Passion needs tending. You’d forgotten whoyou were but never lost the habit ofneed. I took you unaware. I’m a manwho could move you, could remind you that lovecan be more than routine. There is no planthat guides us to our destiny. It is chance that shows us a moment and choice thatbinds us to another. All our wishesfall before will, are realized by it.I wish you to be where you find joy, whereyou feel home. I only wish it were here.
Sonnet 101 – Not Malice, But Mischief
You are maddening and not always inthe best of ways. You have a quick wit anda wicked streak. Sometimes the impish grinthat comes with your delight will leave a manleft standing less than steady. It’s a bitdisorienting to feel the barb thensee that lovely face, to realize itis not malice but mischief. Then again,I’ve come to love that part of you. I’m farless fleet than you, so my best defense isto roll with it, to know the heart, the carefor me that lies behind the taunt. One kissis all it takes to heal me, Love. So teaseme, then please me with your kinder mercies.
Sonnet 100 – Out of Town
We’ll be out of town this weekend, awayfrom home and in-laws and children. So muchof who we are is bound in them, that weneed to seek ourselves again. The first touchwill be a revelation, anotherfinding for two so often lost and found.Hotel beds are for lovers - the motherof my children will not lie there. The soundI seek would never come from mommy’s voice.When I look into my lover’s eyes, Iwill see you - my one, true love; first choicefor any lifetime. When, at last, we cryout for joy, when exhaustion begins totake its toll, I will hold you, treasure you.
Sonnet 99 – Combrogi
We were combrogi – companions, brothers,equals – and we held the light against thenight’s fall. We didn’t seek battle – otherschose conflict for us and we were simplythere, equipped to lead the cause. So we fought.We fought for a generation consignedto fear, to strife, to lack of hope. We broughtknowledge bought with struggle – our scars remindus all that no paper pedigree earnsa man respect. It is the challenge, eachday met with love and dignity, which burnsus, brands us, calls us out and bids us reachin faith to see the forsaken made more.We were combrogi – companions endure.For my brothers and sisters in arms…jwb
Sonnet 98 – I Miss You
I miss you terribly. Today was aparticularly lonely day. We seeeach other so little now that each daycrawls cruelly from sunrise to sleep. Thetime we do manage to share is distant – phone calls and emails are no substitutefor seeing you and holding you. I wantto support you fully and to refutethe notion that this is all about me.I’ll confess it’s difficult, though. I’m somuch less without you – I’m never trulyhappy when we’re apart. I cannot showthis face to others but you should neverdoubt you're my best friend, my love, my lover.
Sonnet 97 – Obsession
I would have thought I would think more of youwith more time on my hands. That doesn’t seemto be the case, though. In fact, I spend nomore time than I did before. Just one themeframes my dreams – some would call that obsession,would think my priorities wrong. I don’tagree. If you consume my attention,it’s because I choose to let you. I won’tfeel regret for investing everypossible instant with thoughts of you. Yourlove is precious beyond measure to me.I will live in a way that makes you sure I only love you right now...and now…andnow. I’ll remain yours until all nows end.
Sonnet 96 – Washing Dishes
I’d storm Hell itself to make you happy.Any man would – we want to be heroesfor the women that move us. Too manytimes we forget to best the daily woesthat make our lovers’ lives less than Heaven.We forsake the small things. We believe thatthey don’t matter, or that they shouldn’t whenthere are dragons prowling our landscapes. Whatcould we do but chase the epic? Youdeserve better of the man who needsyou. So I’ll see to smaller things: I’ll dothe mowing while you weed the flower beds.As we chase each of our dreams and wishesdown, I will stand with you, washing dishes.
Sonnet 95 – I Will Meet You Where You Are
There are times you have had to stretch to holdme – it’s just discomfort I feel in yourembrace, not disaffection. You once toldme that you would gladly tie your futureto mine and you have also felt regretfor the telling. Your love for me has causedas much pain as joy – you’d as soon forgetit, dismiss it utterly, see it lostto memory – but you can’t. Nor can I.If we’ve caused each other hurt, it’s not dueto lack of love. Despite the ache, we tryeach day to make love stronger, see it new.You should know that you need not stretch so farto hold me - I will meet you where you are.