Intimacy with PD

It was early, like five about

caught a glimpse of her soft skin

her shoulder peeking out.

I thought just a cuddle

would surely be nice

but first I must get there

moving over to my right.

Adjusting my left arm

as it lay in its place

to project me from pain,

an old break acting up.

I reach out to touch her

but don’t quite make it.

The pain pushes me back

I try again to be in place.

Finally, on my left side

but too far away.

Try to move my hips

but not working today

dragging like dead weight.

Shotting pain again

I rolled back in defeat

For a little of something

That we used to do a lot

now my own body

defies me by not

moving into place

for a little intimacy

with my dear wife,

the love of my life.

I am lucky, my lady

did do me right

by coming to me

To make my morning bright

A hug is all we needed

To start our day

Our struggle with PD

Will fight us in anyway.

“No matter what” we lose

Our love will stay strong

For we accept what we have

And cherish what has passed

Looking to the future

for only what will last.

By Joe van Koeverden