In Compromises....... Poem by RIC BASTASA

what do you not see
is another face inside this face

it shows itself in the dark
and speaks in a language which i really love

selfish, it kisses me, and not contented
it steals a part of my day

to oppress the face that you love
which i show to you when you are happy

i am the night of my day and the day of my night
the other one loves nobody but just me

in a compromise of goodness i have to love you
show again the face that you love

the one you brag to your friends
the one you take with you in church

i thrive in this, without excuses,
the world spins, in compromises.