Happenstance

So quickly that I wonder
if I missed my step in time
when you were more than longing

"I think it's time..."

"...we give it up."

I'm ready. Please God give me the strength.

New Poem in Progress

Sometimes a shadow catches
on the corners of my sleep
and snagging on the slumber
into my dreams it creeps

At first a whispery wraith
it slips and sneaks and sighs
until at last a poltergeist
it awakes me with its cries

So sudden does it translate
that I can scarely blink
Draping its robes of mystery
into its thoughts I sink

I find in all the shroudeness
a face I know too well
Surprised that misty memory
brings back a former swell

On this midsummer night...

Reason ruins and romance winds
a bit of tragedy into my mind
And I, for love, have since betrayed
emotions that soon would be stayed

You

If I could have kissed you does that mean
I should have?
I don't know that I'm ready
to be responsible
for feeling wanted and wanting more.
Being in the quandary of your indecision
just urges me
to make my way out.

So if we...
if we...
would I feel better or lousy
about myself?

I'm not sure that I expected
not to be paid my dues.
Prejudging our situation
and craving your touch.
Is it fair that you've made
me your friend?
When we're both needing something
more?

You care too much
to use my lips
and I care too much
to let you
You see too little
in me to find
the start of a
relationship