The Gift My Woman Gave Me
After all these
years of loving you and remaining in your corner it seems that time as beguile
me and given me my final mandate. The years and the tears of exertion and
contention it at times seems that I was giving you my life. Never any more will
I be able to explore the precision of your body's contour. I've given
selflessly of my blood, my sweat, my tears humbled in a sense over these long
stressful years. Don't get me wrong I love you and will always love you, but
what was done to me cancelled my covenant. We had, boisterous filled years and
tears of buoyancy, shout's of ecstasy with you being in my circle of love, my
womb of comfort, that special place in your curves I lay cuddled in our puddle
of sweat. It seems our needs were unequivocally, met. You would love me like no
other passionately with your quintessence a feeling never fortuitous never
emotionless. You were indeed my Queen and I your King together we shared life’s
cycle of ups and downs, the good times with the bad times. We complimented each
other, day in and day out. I was a representation of you and you were of me the
same. I couldn’t see what is right in front of me. The lies you told are
beginning to unfold. I trusted you with my life and now my death is fast on the
approach. It’s over now for me, I have no plea standing here with HIV the very
last gift you gave to me. Thanks but no thanks my life is gone it’s a new
beginning downing medicine all day long and you my wife let hell be your
respite for I trusted you with my life and all you gave me was strife.
Kevin Canty
Philadelphia, PA