Delphi and the Greek Warrior

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Poem

      MY GREEK WARRIOR

I loved a man.
Not for a few turns of the sun
Followed by
separation or divorce.

Not for a lifetime.
Growing old
till death do us part.

But for two thousand years.
Waiting.
Hoping.
Praying.

Then having to finish.
Give up.
Relinquish
In anguish
All that he meant to me.

Nuances,
shades,
tones,
touches,
traces,
memories,
hurts,
and raptures.

Continuously
carried
until now.

Craving to resume
but cannot.
Whatever the cost,
whatever the loss,
that lifetime must be torn from this flesh
forever.
Done.
Gone.

The flame extinguished.

For James H.
Lauren O. Thyme  Aug. 16, 2018