There are times when I am sad
That you discuss the woman in our life
I know
...
Dear Heart
should you
beat so wildly
like the wings of a captive butterfly?
...
Our House,
yes, I sometimes live in it
every brick lovingly placed
interlaced with harmony
...
Memories floating past
dreamlike quality
of precious seconds
each one counting more
...
Can I Compete?
There are times when I am sad
That you discuss the woman in our life
I know
I have no claim
Nor do I wish to chain
Your emotions
But, my love
I do miss
The feel of your tender kiss
At will
And I like
To pretend
Our time together won't end
So soon
So you see
When you discuss
Your woman with me
I hurt
For I do know
Though with me
You seldom show
Your pain
Your hurt,
When you contemplate
Losing her friendship forever,
Cuts deeply
Can I compete?
Will I ever be
Enough of your loves
To complete?
Time will tell
Till then
We must go through the hell
Of indecision
I only know
That I must be strong enough
To allow time to show