Great thread Paul
" it only takes a moment in times of love in its purest form"
Gosh, hit the nail on the head there. Moments, a few in a lifetime can permanently be etched on our hearts.
Such a moment in 1992. My father 64 years old. A great man.
TO KISS HIS TEMPLE
There were some things I knew as taboo
To express my love but to question who?
To touch the pale face of my dad back then
When touching taboo...when "men were men"
For boys were male and "you can't do that"!
Jealous of my sister I'd hide under my hat
That a man couldn't hug his son for how he was seen
Nowadays you hug your son and then receive
And so my dad the salt of the land
Wouldn't touch me even by hand
He knew he loved me and I him
With the wink of an eye from under his brim
Then the day we all regret came along
Where watery eyes was met by song
And there he lie with an welcome smile
I be alone with him for just a while
As I stroked his forehead cool to touch
I raised my head automatically as such
To kiss his temple of which I dare
I knew his mind was well aware
Of all the kisses I missed
They gathered together in just one kiss
Finally his spirit rose and went
He left his love and hugs were spent
I never craved again heart be blessed
That tradition of males their love expressed
A kiss on his forehead way back then
Ended an era when..."men were men"...