the eternal dance
By Jason Franklin
Fresh air flowing through my lungs since war faded,
My wife’s presence simmered the fear of loss in my heart,
So many friends and so many foes bled for the destruction of the beast in the east,
Trauma would enter my dreams, Sporadically as I wake up puddled in a sea,
As I rose to coherency, there she was as panicked as I,
Golden blonde hair gifted by the angels,
The ability to calm me with one touch of her soft warm fair skin,
She gave me the world with only her presence and her smile,
Pondering the past released images of my old repute,
Promiscuity through the sailor years kept me in a persistent love voyage,
After the war I saw her getting out of her parents Ford,
Red lips and a breath-taking blue dotted sundress,
Coincidentally Dotty was her name,
I could never take my eyes off her,
Days would past as I kept visualizing the day I would strike a nerve to approach her,
Licentious habits of beauty chasing kept me foreign to displaying emotions,
Having her in my vision brought a side of me that was never before attained,
When we first met I was dropped to my knees by her charm,
We laughed, and dallied, through the fields of the passionate present,
Music would play and gazes were met,
I took her hand in rhythm as I did later in marriage,
And we danced,
We danced with promised intentions of continuing for all eternity,
We were young and in love,
Never worried about our future,
Never lacking the inerasable desire,
We matured touring the steps by fruiting the world with two,
Lads of character and charm blessing the world with existence,
Men portraying cutting images of greatness and aptitude,
A heart like their mother’s fortuned with my last name,
A foundation of love was established and forced to be followed,
The boys were taught how to become respectable men,
And as they left our kin, our promised love never faded,
As my body broke down, I passed and left you a half of a full heart,
Abandoned emotionally and physically,
But my absence is only temporary my gorgeous wife,
Do not worry about me baby,
I am alive and well in the fields of gold,
When you my dearest pass on,
You know where to find me,
In the nearest jazz hall donning that glowing white tux,
There I will be standing with a wide-open hand and a matching smile,
Forever waiting for you to join me in our eternal dance.
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My wife’s presence simmered the fear of loss in my heart,
So many friends and so many foes bled for the destruction of the beast in the east,
Trauma would enter my dreams, Sporadically as I wake up puddled in a sea,
As I rose to coherency, there she was as panicked as I,
Golden blonde hair gifted by the angels,
The ability to calm me with one touch of her soft warm fair skin,
She gave me the world with only her presence and her smile,
Pondering the past released images of my old repute,
Promiscuity through the sailor years kept me in a persistent love voyage,
After the war I saw her getting out of her parents Ford,
Red lips and a breath-taking blue dotted sundress,
Coincidentally Dotty was her name,
I could never take my eyes off her,
Days would past as I kept visualizing the day I would strike a nerve to approach her,
Licentious habits of beauty chasing kept me foreign to displaying emotions,
Having her in my vision brought a side of me that was never before attained,
When we first met I was dropped to my knees by her charm,
We laughed, and dallied, through the fields of the passionate present,
Music would play and gazes were met,
I took her hand in rhythm as I did later in marriage,
And we danced,
We danced with promised intentions of continuing for all eternity,
We were young and in love,
Never worried about our future,
Never lacking the inerasable desire,
We matured touring the steps by fruiting the world with two,
Lads of character and charm blessing the world with existence,
Men portraying cutting images of greatness and aptitude,
A heart like their mother’s fortuned with my last name,
A foundation of love was established and forced to be followed,
The boys were taught how to become respectable men,
And as they left our kin, our promised love never faded,
As my body broke down, I passed and left you a half of a full heart,
Abandoned emotionally and physically,
But my absence is only temporary my gorgeous wife,
Do not worry about me baby,
I am alive and well in the fields of gold,
When you my dearest pass on,
You know where to find me,
In the nearest jazz hall donning that glowing white tux,
There I will be standing with a wide-open hand and a matching smile,
Forever waiting for you to join me in our eternal dance.
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