to be

there are certainly many,
who would criticize us,
ostracize us,
defile us,
ridicule us,
judge us,
demean us,
laugh at us,
do all sorts of awful things
to debase us:
standing in their troughs
of rugged, serial,
dogged, visceral,
fuck them all:
they know nothing
of what this Love
is inured,
how down through Time,
it has been insured,
held, holstered,
kept, bolstered;
saved, sacrosanct,
not just a trophy,
stuffed and planked,
but a Love tested,
One down through
Time: tried, tread,
lived, led, started,
left, spent, wanted,
worshipped, lent,
simply meant
to be.

October 14, 2009, for the Wifey, and for all you judgers out there.

Copyright © 2009, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.

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