Separated by fear of rejection so familiar to us both.
Attempting to rebuild trust in each other
That was always destroyed by others in our lives.
We can earn each others respect and develop our own relationship
If we can relinquish our control,
Governed by fear.
Thursday, June 14, 1990
Friday, May 25, 1990
Philip
Preparing myself for the hurt and loneliness
I am certain to encounter in life.
I reach out to you,
Preparing myself to let you into my world.
I am certain to encounter in life.
I reach out to you,
Preparing myself to let you into my world.
Tuesday, May 15, 1990
The Black Hole
The breath that has been vacuumed out no longer sustains me.
My balance is gone.
The outstretched arms of support
Have fallen to her sides,
Withdrawn and lifeless.
I can no longer be taken in by them.
In the distance is a fog of tears and laughter,
Slowly evaporating
Until only sudden and unexpected showers replenish the memories.
Left exhausted and empty, the vacuum still draws on me.
My balance is gone.
The outstretched arms of support
Have fallen to her sides,
Withdrawn and lifeless.
I can no longer be taken in by them.
In the distance is a fog of tears and laughter,
Slowly evaporating
Until only sudden and unexpected showers replenish the memories.
Left exhausted and empty, the vacuum still draws on me.
Monday, March 12, 1990
Passion
Pulsating,
Awakening all of my senses.
Sensuality that is insuppressible takes over,
Only to heighten the perception of every
Nuance in our movements together.
Awakening all of my senses.
Sensuality that is insuppressible takes over,
Only to heighten the perception of every
Nuance in our movements together.
Sunday, March 11, 1990
Young Love
Yesterday my dreams were filled with
Only you.
Unpredictable, sensitive,
Never taking my love for
Granted.
Lying here alone, my thoughts are
Only of you.
Very precious to me and
Endlessly easing my mind.
Only you.
Unpredictable, sensitive,
Never taking my love for
Granted.
Lying here alone, my thoughts are
Only of you.
Very precious to me and
Endlessly easing my mind.
Thursday, March 1, 1990
Endangered Species
Existing in solitude.
No one is there, open to devour my appropriated needs.
Guilt overwhelms me for ever needing anyone.
Repulsed is each person
Who decides to care about me.
Scared of putting myself on the line.
Endlessly searching for comfort and compassion.
Intuitively knowing that
Everyone would have to be sick to need or want me.
No one is there, open to devour my appropriated needs.
Guilt overwhelms me for ever needing anyone.
Repulsed is each person
Who decides to care about me.
Scared of putting myself on the line.
Endlessly searching for comfort and compassion.
Intuitively knowing that
Everyone would have to be sick to need or want me.
Thursday, February 1, 1990
An Old Gray Building
Angular, narrow.
Overlooking the river.
Laughing at its diseased residents.
Greedy and ruthless towards
Aliens whose hopes have yearned for reinstatement.
Busily under construction.
Its dwellers living
Damaged in its fortress of
Isolation and loneliness.
No days in their pasture are green.
Overlooking the river.
Laughing at its diseased residents.
Greedy and ruthless towards
Aliens whose hopes have yearned for reinstatement.
Busily under construction.
Its dwellers living
Damaged in its fortress of
Isolation and loneliness.
No days in their pasture are green.
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