Re-Construct

It really didn’t matter

that chronologically

we had merely 

eight-hundred and four days

together
because within a few hours

of our meeting

we let down the walls

and deconstructed all

past disappointment 

and we lived an abundant 

lifetime
allowing the tenderest 

parts of ourselves

that infant-vulnerability

and childhood power

to mingle, merge and 

Play. 
That’s just the way

we were together:

ourselves and 

Content– even

with cancer breathing

down our exposed 

neck. 
Since he died

I am slowly

digging out the parts of me

that continue on–

weathered, faded

but still sturdy 

and
now, with halting trust

in an unknown future 

I am re-constructing

thinking of him

but now finding my way

without. 

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