| Special Lights When Do They Dim (Why Is Simply Too Puzzling) |
| When did that special light Leave their eyes That almost imperceptible Flicker when I entered a Room... the iris widening As I spoke to our friends It was the special light for Me... not the eyes of Childish moon-struck But the visions of adults And very special friendships I wonder when the light Left - I never saw it go I wonder if fading lights Are endemic to long term Solely-together relationships I mean we played by the rules Suppressed our desires - even Lust for additional intimacies With other minds-spirits-bodies It would seem that the reward Should not be fading lights I read somewhere that you Lived happily ever after... It may have been a fairy tale Buried deep within the fibers Of my being - of my world Maybe the misunderstanding Revolved around "happily" Maybe it really meant "calm" "Dispassionate" - "not unhappy" But even so... I thought the Special light would be there Forever...perhaps that was Foolish... naive We're not silly people We can see-think-feel We know the excitement We shared has waned But I was not aware of the Waning of the special light In their eyes for me... I wonder when the light Left - I never saw it go We've been friends for a Long time - thousands of Days and nights Maybe the special light Simply fades with time Like cataracts - vision Just slowly dissolves |
| I would like passion Excitement... even lust Once again in my life It's such a very short life I would like to see the Same in their life... even If I was not the focus After all... this is my friend And I wish them "happily" Or whatever the correct Label is And I wonder if passion Excitement... even lust Came once again to Their life... whether some Small residue of it would Remain for me... Would the special light glow Again for me... or once gone Is it extinguished forever And if they choose to search And were fortunate enough To find... Other special Intimate Friends... I wonder if that means We must part our minds-spirits- Bodies-lives It would be silly of me To despair - be angry Because my old friend Rediscovered Aliveness In their life... Or because we candidly Acknowledged our reality But old habits die hard And maybe so do special Lights in old friend's eyes I wonder when the light Left - I never saw it go I wonder if seeing it leave Would have made any Difference... Or whether glow is simply A function of time |
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