I Have Long Wanted To Make Love With You Poem by RIC BASTASA

inside your car
i have long wanted to make love with you
but you were so
prim and proper your hands
strict on the steering wheel
and your eyes
looking straight ahead
of the road
beyond us

nothing happens by chance
and nothing happens by chance without your permission
and so i just closed my eyes
(and you did not even notice)
i just imagined love and loving alone in the darkness of my soul
and even inside that fantasy
you were the angel with big wings flying high
like a cloud in the sky
and you look at me as though i am the ant looking for a morsel
of bread under your table)

and then, i learned you want to make love with me too,
and then,
how sad, you said

'you blew your chance baby! '

i could have been more brutish
on an insistence. Foolish me
and hypocrite you.

shall we meet again, this time without chains?