I.
she was attracted to his looks
and loved him for his kindness,
making love to him because
he was making her happy;
she wanted to love him forever
but knew he would leave soon,
about that she did not think,
and when she did she hated
him for loving her like he did,
wishing she had never known him
or fallen in love with him but
deeply down knew it was not true,
she just wanted him a little longer.
May 1988
II.
he tried to enjoy her for
who she was but soon
learned she could not be
owned or possessed...
she was his by her design.
May 1988
III.
as much as possible she knew he
loved her and she knew he would
be there as often as he could... and,
she knew every once in a while
she would want more, resenting his
freedoms and hoping he understood.
May 1988
IV.
the sunshine appeared on our madness
as if to bake it away and what started
out dull ended up to bright to handle.
May 1988
V.
she registered a complaint but would
never get specific with how she felt,
saying he already knew and was
already too understanding for more.
May 1988
VI.
her feelings were under control except
every now and then she wanted to
wake up in the mornings with him,
knowing that he was with another.
May 1988
VII.
it is times like these... waiting
for your phone call... anxious
little moments of uncertainty
where I want another joint.
May 1988
VIII.
an echo of your image still
run through my mind as
caring seems secondary
to being loved by you.
May 1988
IX.
it was not so much that there
had been a change in plans,
it was just an opportunity like
this will not come again soon.
May 1988
X.
there was no one for us to turn,
no one on whose shoulder we could cry,
so we forced ourselves to hide closed
doors waiting for someone to find us.
May 1988
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