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By Kindred_spirit49 Date: 2003 Apr 25 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.25.18.35.26535]] |
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tonight....again.... you sought me out ......on hands and knees seeking my tortured soul as I huddled against the far distant thunder of the ugly red and green memories .....of Vietnam etched into eternal images of my darkest nights you spoke softly to me of love and life and of all things that mattered your words touching the intense shadowed thoughts and fears of the never ending nights still thick with terror your finger tips lightly tracing my heart as we cried for my lost youth. .....the heavy jaded mists of misplaced guilt served to me on a silver platter of patriotism by the specter of death who is now clothed in the black shrouds of my mind visions frozen in the gold leaf framed photos of the archaic combat of Vietnam that still reaches out to disrupt the rights and reason of the rationale thought contained within this weary warrior as on this rain drenched night ...Vietnam...... runs like tears from the open wounds of my eyes sticking to everything I own as it discolors all that I know and perceive as truth I cling to the sanctity of your absolute acceptance .........cradled in your arms..... I am protected from the demons lurking within spilling forth from a lifetime ago. with my head curled to your breast you murmur the soft soothing words that only a lover may speak tonight...... you are my sanity......my hero.... and forever........ you are my love |