And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.
 
            And so here we are
Back again
To you being you
Me being without you
An old poem, dressed in new clothes.
Lies, lies. I’ve been lying to myself that I like music, lying to others in informal conversations that I like our music. Lies. This music, for today our music, but it is no one’s in particular, brings me to...
“You and I are one,” said I. “You and I are one, forever” said she. Her bold hand Took my quivering palm I bit my lip. “Can life be this safe? This glorious?” I smile at my sudden...
Saying, “Come here already!” she threw her handbag on the bed. We go places and come home repeatedly. Days, months, years go by, Her love (and lust) never wavers. How did this happen? Her hugs tighter than...
In May I began my man’s cycle Fell into a world Where everything was you and everything was in you My clarity of purpose was sharp My respect for your power was firm My patience for your love was eternal Now...
With flooded eyes, you look at her face, You hear her calling you, You straighten your focus, Already bone taut, Already seeing only her, Hearing only her, No, no, you don’t want anyone else, Anything else, just...
SHE: Saw him first, Groping in the dim light of my allowing eyes, So I squeezed him in, with my gentle hands. He stepped forward, wishing only not to be a stranger, But just a friend for now, Maybe, if God willing, even...
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