Does he not know
The value of his smile,
That quick, upward turn
Of his delicate lips?
Can he not know
That his words mean even more,
That when he calls me
By his special nickname,
My day is changed?
Does he not understand
That a simple touch
Sends my heart
To other dimensions?
Can he be so wise,
Yet so completely
Oblivious?
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For so long, so very long,
I dreamed of you,
Your tender touch
And gentle lips.
Forever in my memory
Are those days
My dreams could live
Inside my soul.
But now I see;
My eyes have opened
To the harsh reality--
Those dreams weren't real.
What a fool I've been,
Hoping all this time;
Every breath praying
For your love to come.
What a fool I've been
To think you would want me;
What a fool I've been
To give to you my heart.
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