I want a love that’s fierce and bold, a flame that dances in the heart, a tempest wild of mad desire a longing that will never part. I don’t need love that’s soft and warm, no gentle breeze to soothe the soul. I don’t need love that’s free from harm, or love designed to make me whole. I want a love that knows no bounds, a flame that will not fade away. That’s where my heart is truly found and where my heart will always stay.
I was so blessed when I was 21 and found my beloved husband and best friend. We had 48 years together of fiery love and passion. He died several years ago at home with his family. He had multiple lung diseases from exposure to Agent Orange in Vietnam. He was also a smoker for years and a lung cancer survivor. We LIVED every day knowing that we were always there for each other even during times of anger.
I have my memories now thank goodness. We loved to take $100 (that was a a lot in those days for us) and headed off to who knows where for a weekend. We’d explore museums and natural wonders of the Pacific Northwest and always managed to stay in some weird motel. We’d drive aimlessly and argue (debate?) about all kinds of things. We never stopped laughing or holding hands.
This poem embodies how we felt about each other until death did us part. It makes me sad and my heart feel so full at the same time. I’m still swept away sometimes by grief but I go to sleep knowing that deep love sometimes begets deep pain.
My grandsons love hearing Papa stories because they are always so funny. We laughed through every thing and I still do. Nothing was off-limits for a joke. When he was diagnosed with lung cancer years before he passed, we celebrated and went out to dinner - because he didn’t have brain cancer.
It’s amazing how fast 48 years go by. May you find the person who sets your soul on fire.
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