12 Apr 00

I dream of someday

Of the two of us naked

and making love

Enjoying each other

without worrying about

what it could mean

Of the two of us

and no one else

in between

not like here now

in reality

Of only you and me

but the world is crowded

and grows more so

as we breathe

so perhaps it will never be

By

Everett E. Phillips, III