He Said He and His Wife Were Asexual

I couldn’t understand how their marriage
could endure without that primordial need,
that joyous, ecstatic physical union.

Then I remembered when as a teenager
loving a girlfriend beyond measure, beyond
anything I’d ever experienced, a love I’d
never imagined could exist in me.

A love that didn’t require that ecstatic
physical union, not for my lack of trying,
but for her higher teenage morals and
probably her fear of getting pregnant.

Despite it was asexual like my friend’s
marriage, that love seemed purer than
later consummated loves, and like all
all that was good and wonderful in
a perfect fairy tale world.

And maybe his asexual marriage was
closer to a purer, higher love that
had transcended the primordial need
for sex that is not the glue that holds
relationships together anyway.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-) View all posts by BobBoyd