Having Been Made Helpless I Too Dance With You. Poem by RIC BASTASA

when viewed from a hill
away from the house where we live
i really dislike it
but distance, the nearer things become
when i think i cannot anymore see it
clearly because of the nearness
i change me mind and like it again
because of you.

the nearer it is
the heart begins to speak
it smells an old perfume
it closes its eyes
and leave things flowing as they are

the blindness of honesty
makes me long for you and here i am
touching you again without
rhyme and reason

why does an illogical situation
take you to the heights of bliss?
it is when reason sleeps
that all these wild dreams begin to dance
with me
and which having been made helpless
i too dance with you.