olga, when

olga, when

When the sergeant

Takes my rifle

I search the crowd for you

When my buddy

Gives me his hand

And

I climb aboard the truck

I see you standing in the distance

When I see the land

Obscured by the thick clouds

With arms out-stretched

You run towards me

When my boot touches the tarmac

My reflection in your loving eyes

Quenches the loneliness in my soul

When I take you into my arms

And

I squeeze you with all my strength

I know our two bodies will be

Tonight, one naked flesh

I promise you my darling wife

God willing

Olga, when

This god-forsaken war ends

finis

Photo Credit

Copyright © Olga Kay

Poem

Copyright © ralph Marie de largo

Wednesday 13 June 2012

@ProLifePoet

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