he was not mine....

"he was not ours...
      he was not mine..."
he was not who you might pretend he be
he was more than god....he was a man to me...

and I loved him such that breath
left low - as I find it now harrowing to let him go
as if this heart torn from my breast --

he was not sun
     he was not moon
he was not the hero you call from the skies
he was more than just love ....he was a friend to I

and last goodbyes are never well given
or spread - as they should in proper be... presented to
wind and sail freely across to rest --

he was not heaven
    nor was he grace
he was not the face sought by every sinners plea
no, he was more than a god...he was a man to me...

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Inspired by my favorite movie Out of Africa.....


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