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The quilt

 

I shall call you L

For the sake of your privacy

And let the world speculate

 

I bought the ticket

Thinking of you

It cost me a dollar

 

I think of you often

 

I thought you were gone

And honestly, I was relieved

Because you cause my heart

And my pulse to become anxious

But then you were back

 

So there it is

 

When I think of companionship

I think of similar interests

Like activities

Things in common

And such

 

But when I think of love

I think of you

 

The lines of you

The calm of you

Your simplicity

Your cross

 

And your hands

I love your hands

And worry for them

You work so hard

 

Lest you should become alarmed

Know this…

That you and I are something

That will never come to be

 

You think I don’t know that?

 

Folks would say that you

Are very young, and very perfect

And that I am the opposite

 

And that any such thought

Would be the product

Of an old man’s fantasy

 

Perhaps it would

 

I would say this

That I am not good enough

For you

Nor worthy of you

 

Still

Knowing this

I share…

 

 

 

Text Box: That I have loved you
From the moment I saw you
When you said your name
And I will, until forever

I am aware of the opposites
And that some opposites
Do not attract…

So I stay away

I stay away
Because I love you
And I stay away a lot

I will continue to
Always
Without illusion
Or expectation

Believe me
If I could not love you
I would, but I can’t
So I do

I would not wish
This condition on you
But I can live with it
As if I had a choice

My one wish, to give you
Something simple and nice
A quilt made by good hands

The honest gift
Of a gentle man
To a perfect you

If I could do that
It would feel good

Shall – 2012

‘The quilt’ is the sixth entry in my fifth book of poems titled ‘After the end’.

Yes, it is the girl from ‘Proof’… the one that doesn’t exist.

Sometimes, we do what we do, because it is all that we can do. This could be such a time. Perhaps it’s just a cover up.


Artistic Disclaimer:
My intentions are never to threaten and my motivations do not include lechery as those of my critics all too often do. I refer to those who would consider some classical art as porn.

I fail to see why I must defend myself against their canvas. We are of different cloth and the fabric has changed over time.
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