The Unspoken Knowing

In memory of Tony; 17 June, 2014

So long have I loved you;

My affection continually growing,

Un-confessed.

Yet in these, your final days, I feel that love flourish;

Lunging toward your own heart.

It is a love felt deep within,

As our eyes make contact.

I reach out to take your hand;

Readying for the day's farewell.

With that simple touch

Silent waves of bittersweet joy

Crash over me;

Threatening to drown my mind.

Through it, though, I feel your grip;

As though a silent plea.

Again, my heart leaps

And I am immobilized by yearning.

While my hand remains in yours,

Haltingly, with the utmost apprehension,

I brush my thumb against your skin.

I can sense a quiet

Pouring-out of the soul taking place

In this still and secret moment.

There is an understanding;

Unvoiced, though it may be.

As my hand leaves the embrace of yours,

And I turn to leave,

I feel a piece of my heart remain with you.

Author's Note

Image by Wanako on DeviantArt

Reviews

[Mari' Emeraude]

Hmm. This was an intriguing and beautiful piece. I'm wondering if the separation was due to death or a mere parting of ways? Loved it!

[Elina]

Thank you for your review. To answer your question, it was a separation due to death. The event that is portrayed in this poem was not my last time seeing him, but it was the last time that he was alert and coherent. The next time I visited was only two or three days before he passed.

[Mari' Emeraude]

I'm so sorry. That makes this piece that much more profound

[Elina]

Thank you. Fortunately, a few years have passed, so the ache of loss has lessened. God blessed me so much with wonderful friends and family to give support.

[Nitesh Mahabal]

nice subject. relative n touching. thanks fr sharing

[Zakari Schmidt]

I'm glad I stumbled onto this poem, it only left me yearning for a closer view into your writer's perspective, your words are easy on the eyes with delivery like a song for an old soul.

-a sad farewell acknowledged by a new reader. Condolences and praise to you through passing time

[Elina]

Thank you very much. I am glad you enjoyed it.

[Nicholas Shea]

I absolutely love this. Such powerful word choices. Remarkable. Bravo!

[Elina]

Thank you very much! I am glad you enjoyed it.

[Edward Lancheister]

so delicate, i love it , great imagery words, excellent writing

thanks for share

[Elina]

Thank you very much.

[Edward Lancheister]

your welcome

[Josh Dollar]

Very great write. I can feel the love, as if it was my own. That sounds weird, but it is true. Great poem!

[Elina]

Thank you, Josh. I am glad you enjoyed it. And I don't think it sounds weird...in fact I feel rather flattered that something I wrote was able to do that.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

An inner depth just goes along the way --- in this write...
the words give much --- and yet never leaves pace as you read about the lines as a reader...
from the start and finish...you take us on a journey of the implore you with the infinite ---
LOVE...and just carry us to the end...

[Elina]

Thank you, Glen.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...

[Eddie Davis]

Elina, I don't think I have any words to do this poem justice. Powerful and honest, loving and bittersweet, one can feel your raw emotion and it is expressed wonderfully. Love is often shown better than it is expressed, and I know that Tony knew that. Praying for you, my friend.

[Elina]

Thank you, Eddie.