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this is a line or two
written for
my flexible friend Tom
though we haven't spoken for
what seems like
much too long
I feel I have been lately
a little out of sorts
but it is still he I mentally run to
for advice
on how to mend all my damaged forts
so many bridges
still stand long since burning
but there is still a harbor of the human factor
that I call Tom
and yes, I am finally and truly learning
there isn't any price to be placed
on a good friend's head
there isn't any awkwardness in this love like
relationship that is clearly able to be read
at the rest of this wave
of longing to be complete
the feelings for me
from the man behind the friend
mark me with their hunger's undeniable
heat
when I cower away from the one so truly dear
in vague misconception
it is my own heart that takes on all the death
blows of love's rigid rejection
to heal myself and what I have
previously left to fester
is indeed an intended must
and not just some professed
empty gesture
I'm sharing a private part of Tom with you
I hope I am able to preserve
his dear fractured heart
you can't pull yourself together if you're
slowly taking another beguiled soul apart
this I have realized
from my opportunity to begin
not to worry though dear heart
for I'll never mistreat
your precious sweet love
ever again.........
( written July 1,1991 in the evening)