Today we lost a friend.
The thief, this time- Pancreatic cancer.
He was younger than both of us.
I have an overwhelming sense of sadness;
Tony has departed the physical earth…
Remembering back to the night we met,
at his dad’s and Becky’s house…
Romeo was massaging Becky
and I was feeling excluded, and
at the very least, a teensy bit
new lover jealous.
Up walks young, handsome Tony
stands in front of me
with his arm above my head,
against the wall
he drew me into his arms
with passionate kisses
his lips, both soft and hard
I thought him much younger than me,
is all it was.
Today, I feel mortal;
More mortal then with my own cancer
or the demon, MS.
Today my tears,
are for Tony,
his wife, his young girls.
Your spirit will live in our hearts