On Mutuality.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the beggar of a relationship is not blind.
his eyes are sharp, keen as the eagle's.

he may be limping, but his legs are perfect
for the Olympic marathon

he is in a pitiful state, not able to understand
that mutuality is a requisite for true love
that in happiness, two must dance the tango
of give and take, like cars enjoying the luxuries
of two way traffic, wide highways, accurate directions
on proper speed limits, full gas tanks,
good brakes,

and on long journeys, the luxury of having to
stop and shop
and find the best motel in town
enjoying the scenery on top
under the fullness of the moon
and the twinkles of the stars

in one moment, when a star falls
both of you, shall make some wishes.