The winners - Clas and Kristy 2004
at first I just desired him,
wanted him,
wanted him to desire me
appreciated that he could appreciate me
loved that he could love me.
wanted him to desire me
appreciated that he could appreciate me
loved that he could love me.
Then it traversed my expansive ego.
Now his words trigger my thoughts,
my feelings, my tears.
He must be happy
I can say truthfully, that
he was made to be happy and content.
It would break my heart to think that
he does not love me with the same
wonder and familiarity that I love him.
I'm happy with the syrupy sweet sadness.
He's so like me - from a different time and
a different place - our nature's are so similar.
As I sit here I still believe the words he told me
with that look of deadly earnest.
You can have what you want.
It's so hard to do right by him, and
I can feel the time when I must begin
drawing myself together.
by Kristy Gough
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