A HAVERSACK OF CONFESSIONS

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JOURNAL#2

some crazy thoughts just fell out of my brain

so I'll put them to paper to maybe try to explain

why have you seem to become the center of my

constant wonder

when in actual fact you'll more than likely be

my biggest blunder

what is it about you that seems to draw me to you

so unmercifully so

I wish I could say but I'm damned if I know

many before have written about love

but many aren't me

so let me slip off this iron glove

lower my guard and tell you what you'll see

a heart that heaves and bucks in absolute rejection

a face that hides any and all pain from common

detection

a soul so hungry for your complete passion

that it would take to coveting it

even if it weren't the current fashion

hands that clench tight to keep from stroking

your ever so very appealing skin

a mouth that is constantly talking to keep

lips from kissing you over and over again

I have somehow fallen into this too seductive

solitary rut

take my abject advice and keep every last emotional

door to me tightly shut

when I am around you I knight myself

"The Natural Fool"

why, it's as if it's always been some pre-destined

golden rule

I long for your male essence and unique smell

but not to another living soul would I do deed

or tell

I have revealed far too much for self preservation

to allow

so this is the end of the line for confessions

I must quiet my traitorous soul now...........

(written Jan13,1991)






Author's Notes/Comments: 

(I wrote this when I was just a baby of 23 and so, so
deep in love with a very mature 25 year old. It was a roller coaster of hell and bliss then some more hell and more bliss. I finally though I was still crazy about him had to give him up as I was tired of that same roller coaster ride when I got to the point where I could almost perfectly predict what was going to happen around the next turn. I never allowed him to read this poem as I didn't want him to see what sort of hold he had on me plus it was near the end of the 18 month hell /bliss ride and I didn't want to give him any more hope/ammo to use against my already battered and bruised heart. I believe it shows very clearly and honestly how I am and how my own love can be used against me for another's hopeful gain.)

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