Not Free To Go Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Not Free To Go
Too old to be your Brother,
too young to be your Dad
These private moments that we share
our limbo iron clad
You wrap your eyes around me,
I'm spellbound in your gaze
The years between us melt away
and drift off in the haze
Too old to be your lover
yet young with thoughts aglow
Your breath like silk, your touch on fire
—my heart not free to go
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2018)
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