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Click hereBeing still in love with my sweet wife
After well over forty five years,
having each of us taken a lover
I've had long and deep conversations
With my wretched and troubling conscience
About my feelings, my loves and my actions...
As honestly as I've been able
How can you look at an old love
That has lasted for so many years
And not realize that love will have changes
And in fact it will die or grow deeper
This is where understanding is foremost
Because deeper can mean many things
A strong love needs loving and friendship
Emotional and physical loving
And friendship beyond being friends
Responsibility shared in full measure
To enjoy the success and the laughter
To support the tears and the trouble
But holding becomes more for comfort
Than for passion's explosive excitement
Heat goes to warmth, with some flare ups
And variations begin to form patterns
And the love is still there but now common
Curiosity, with passion's denouement
Opens eyes, open minds, open doors
To the thoughts once never considered
To the others, to betrayal, to loss
Or to others, and a different perspective
That strengthens by relieving the stress
Old issues that used to cause warfare
Become bickers that can turn into laughter
Old problems now dealt with are pride points
And comfort and warmth are required.
Life has melded the minds and the hearts
When old love doesn't die, then it thickens
A couple can truly become such,
In spite of the wanders and trysting,
That the thought of one sans the other
Is something that can't be considered
Will they decide on the day of their passing
To prevent separation's slow death?
We learn about love much too slowly
Build boxes with beliefs and traditions
That can stultify life and bring sadness
This where understanding is foremost
So love won't die but will get ever deeper
Until we reach our natural end.
I enjoyed your poem and your perspective. You appear not only to have life experience, but also have a 'life lived wisdom'. Through this poem you are a teacher. If needed, I will remember and refer to your poem and I will be a thankful student. "Aging Love" is full of Wisdom and Experience! And maybe many lessons learned?
For love to last it must adapt to the changes in ourselves and our partners. I enjoyed your view on love for the long haul.
I think it is what you make of it - and it can be horrible and unhappy or warm close and loving. You can never stop working at it, and its how you get through the stuff that happens that makes all the difference
Young love is very different from old love. What's that saying, a man at 50 who sees the world the same as he did at 30 is...a fool? I forget the exact phrase. Just that... old love is security and new love is risk... Old love is home and new love is adventure. But sometimes old love is indifference in disguise.