Nineteen Eighty-Four Series XVIII of XX

And If We Care

amid the pains of caring

for something we can

possess but not have,

we absorb the comments

that distort who we are

and what we want yet

still want to experience;

is the time spent apart magnetizing

our feelings and pulling us protectively

closer as we miss and long to be together?

sharing discreet moments with

limited touching, our passion grows

while being suppressed and the

desire burns with us like some

hot sultry summer evening;

wasting our restlessness on a

back porch fancy that calms

once we are together and carefully

suspends our fears as we embrace

and gently surrender to our love

before we can say goodbye.

February 6, 1984

Untitled

trapped within the truth of feelings

our touch releases all secrets

once protected by mental shelters

and the fear of uncontrollable desires,

that were unmistakably shared and

now long to be with constantly;

we who are our parent's pride

must put aside our differences

with soft lingering kisses that

deeply probe past the barriers of

sincerity and security as we breathe

in the perfumes of our heated passions

and postpone the inevitable that is

outlined in the shadows of our eyes;

eyes that strip away the layers

deadening the the open endings

imprisoned inside tides of tenderness

and bathed in moments neither understands

January 30, 1984

Second Glance

because we allowed ourselves to

accept each other's weakness and

restrict each other's potential,

our understanding privately betrayed

what we publicly accepted with our

only realistic reminders being that

we will always be each other's love.

March 27, 1984