COMPANION LOVER
To be her companion lover
Is devoutly to be wished
Her dancing eyes
Her laughing voice
Her skirt's gentle swish
I told her I was speechless
At her first hello
Her vibrant aura
Her gentle grace
Her smile set me aglow
Like a little boy
On Christmas morn
Coming down to find
The tree all lit
And underneath
In a shimmering mound
All the presents he could wish to see
Now having found this precious joy
Not based on sexual lust
There appears within my mind
A devil made of dust
This devil's sport is to feed the seeds
Of doubt and uncertainty
The fear of losing what's been found
And rejection completely
When we spoke for the first time
I'd said quite plainly
That all I sought was a platonic friend
It was stated unequivocally
Yet even then
As we spoke that time
Deep inside of me
Stirred deeper feelings
Long forgot
Of soul loves unity
Is this a dream from the twilight?
How does she feel about me?
Is this a phantom image?
Or substance deeper than the sea?
She knows that I am tangled
In a poisonous web
A karmic union to be resolved
An abusive marital bed
I fear that because of this
She may not wait for me
While I continue to free myself
But thus I pledge to thee
I shall not break the bond of trust
I shall not dash the dream
I shall not lie for cardinal lust
One day I will be free
And yet...
Why should she trust me?
Why should she believe me?
Why should she dream with me?
The answer lies within
And this I cannot change
Even if I cry
Even if I plead
Even if I beg
Even if...
ONE OF ONE
men
create
dictate
relate
through the abstracts of their minds
women
create
relegate
relate
from the depths of their hearts
we need
to demand
to understand
the underlying strand
that men are women are men are women
one of one
at the source
though we may walk a different course
