Because he does not want
And he does not need
His fire won’t burn for me
But that is the drive I feel
And that is the draw for me
His lust and longing exist
But will never be for me
Perhaps as a measure of safety
Maybe the distance feels secure
Whatever the logic and reason
To an empty completeness I cling
(2002)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem