Your body
Is just
The sweetener
In the
Coffee that
You are
And so I
Showed you things
Let you feel
Some touch some
I explained things
Answered your questions
And you grew
You began thinking
Anticipating and handling
You began wanting
Instead of needing
You learned choice
Instead of accept
It’s not me
It’s only ever
Been about you
I’m the waiter
Serving you your
World one course
At a time
And it happened
Now it’s over
Existing in memory
Interesting it is
That while memory
Exists in feelings
It does not
Exist in activities
I do remember
That we did
This and that
But the sensations
That I felt
Have completely disappeared
So rather than
Remembering all those
I will remember
You and I
During that one
Mid March weekend
In Hampton Virginia
And so we
Kissed at last
And rather than
Fireworks doves flew
There was peace
As though some
Treatise was signed
Our hearts had
Been at war
Invading each other
And then retreating
But when at
Last that kiss
Came with it
Also was the
Agreement of borders
Never to cross
After two years
Of daily friendship
After hours of
Secrets wisdom jokes
Teasing and arguing
I’m about to
Meet him something
That should have
Occurred much earlier
But now the
Minutes seem longer
Than the years
Doesn’t a face
Deserve to see
A face doesn’t
A chest deserve
A chest and
A back deserve
The tight embrace
Of a hello
Seeing and hearing
Wanes in comparison
To its feeling
Which comes soon
