She told him what had kept her away was Death. But he rejected that excuse—for Death, he said, can never come between lovers.

Naguib Mahdouz (December 11, 1911 – August 30, 2006)


The Crushing Weight Of Good Bye by Tao Writer

I never thought the last time we said,
“Good bye,” would be the last time.
If I had known, I would have done it differently.
I would have said to you one more time,
“I love you.” Though I told you all the time,
this time would have been different—
if I had known.
Our last embrace would have been much
tighter and a lot longer. Our last kiss,
more than just a brief touching of lips.
It would have been a most soulful kiss.
The kind that made you tingle with anticipation.
The last time we made love would not have been
so rushed by flight schedules and other lives—
If I had known it would be the last time
I would look into your liquid blue eyes,
I would have searched more deeply for reassurance
that you were coming back to me.
I would have made sure we had enough time
to complete the book I was reading to you.
If I had known it would be the last time
I would touch you, I would have defied the Lords
of our Life and Death, the very fates themselves
would be unraveling the threads of death they weave.
For if I had known it would be the last time
I would ever see you...
I would never have said, “Good bye.”

Tao Writer (April 17, 1948 -)


Note: Happy Birthday Kathleen Sherrill (August 30, 1933 - June 27, 2003). I will remember you even after death comes to take me away. I love you.


Photo Credit: Travel/Salzburg, Austria. Socrates Black, Digital Image. ©️2017.