Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

Does this mean

December 9, 1997 — Filed under: mypoems

Does this mean we can’t be friends But I thought you said it wouldn’t change anything We were becoming so close, what happened Did I change, did I touch you Could we just go back To the friendship we use to share Or just close acquaintance, nothing to be afraid of You know you drive me crazy, don’t you You demand too much respect You are holding your position very strong I’ll never really act on my fantasy of you You could wrap me up and lay me out in one breath Exhaled through your full ruby lips You know I love being tortured By your tempting cures and long lashes Please haunt me further Teas me a little, add to my fantasy A little life to the time spent alone Just dreading the time to leave To return in flesh to the hub we can cash I can’t wait to see you flirt Take me with you, I’ll sit quietly And watch and write and feel pain and sorrow