the crux
amusement
in wretched bending
tall orders of angst ridden
action descending
with anger in bedded under
the nails
the hand resists defending
ancient world teachings
perhaps
bitter mentions of support
fast receding
I have you
but I don't
you're in my thoughts
but you won't
(admit to, that is )
more tender feelings towards me
ever present is your guard
unarguably
your concern is hard
I can't cross this river
you've damned up in your heart
as such rushing currents would
crush me
and I could never again speak to
you this way
without losing ever further
the love I sought to gain
yours that is
unaggressive
with a smattering of wildly tame
but precious depth
do as you wish
just so you only drown me in but the
deeper currents of your need
and darling thats all I'll ever ask
you fully dressed
but
unabashedly naked inside.............
(Aug 15, 2000 10pm)