For I Am Still Yours.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

something must be wrong.
on your birthday i feel nothing.
i like to write, but it is no
longer about you, or us.
something is really wrong.
i will be at your birthday party.
kiss you, have a picture, sit beside
you and upon their request we shall
have our dance, the tango.

i still hope, that we must dance well.
let us not step upon each other's toe.
we stand high, keep our dignities up.
and even if something is wrong,
really wrong, let us never tell
anyone. Time is a forgiver.
Life is still as beautiful as ever.

come, sit beside me. I am yours.