he laid across from me
speaking
about how he wanted
to be touched
by something other
than greying clouds
... i looked at him
i wanted to touch him
with just one truth
-- perhaps the only truth
i know --
that he should spend his
life learning how to
committ to love
and to stop fighting it
as though it were a
disease ~ without a cure
but his heart was closed
and eyes thought to be
opened by disillusions
that came flittering out
of him like crows against
a pale sky
landing at my feet
a decaying monument
of flowers
with eyes full of yesterdays
that can not move
beyond tomorrow
i laid across from him
and looked at him
wrapping myself in silence ...
listening to him
speaking about how
he wanted to be touched
and i thought to myself...
for my truth, I'm afraid,
he would
not comprehend ...
so i will not touch him today
(c) 2002 FINDING SO(u)LUTIONS
speaking
about how he wanted
to be touched
by something other
than greying clouds
... i looked at him
i wanted to touch him
with just one truth
-- perhaps the only truth
i know --
that he should spend his
life learning how to
committ to love
and to stop fighting it
as though it were a
disease ~ without a cure
but his heart was closed
and eyes thought to be
opened by disillusions
that came flittering out
of him like crows against
a pale sky
landing at my feet
a decaying monument
of flowers
with eyes full of yesterdays
that can not move
beyond tomorrow
i laid across from him
and looked at him
wrapping myself in silence ...
listening to him
speaking about how
he wanted to be touched
and i thought to myself...
for my truth, I'm afraid,
he would
not comprehend ...
so i will not touch him today
(c) 2002 FINDING SO(u)LUTIONS