I Do Not Really Mind If You Mind Poem by RIC BASTASA

do you fear me now?
do you have doubts that i may know the manners of an
angry man?
do you hide away from me avoiding so much familiarity
that which does not just breed contempt
but numbness as well
for all the senses?
do you shy away now that i have known you much better
like a secret pathway
named after my beloved?
have i done something
to kill respect like i am one kind of a murderer
who must deserve the hanging
of conviction?
why do you hide still when i have opened myself like all the windows
of this public hall?
why do you shrink like a plum deprived of moisture and water?
do not turn into a raisin
be a fruit to me
i am hungry of your sweetness
your pulp, your flesh
be with me
in my sorrow and pain
come to my soft bed
be the arms that i need
be the hands that i can hold

i am a lonely man
needing comfort

let us talk, let us be closer now
let us make love
let us turn off the light
let us let the light of the moon
filter what is pure
behind these double curtains