A love poem to Geoff to get us through dark days of illness. Based on Geoff’s beloved poem by Walt Whitman [below]
My husband lies in bed, breathlessNot with excitement but wonderingFrom where the next breath will ariseTo quell his mortal fear.Thinking of him, I recall a poem he loves:Where dreaming stands for Whitman’s needTo believe in lawless love ‘tween boys.Boys who will be men pose momentlyTo model men who still desire toBe boys, who as they … More A love poem to Geoff to get us through dark days of illness. Based on Geoff’s beloved poem by Walt Whitman [below]
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