Some Kind Of A Face Poem by RIC BASTASA

shall i pretend to you that i have only one face forever?
you are silent
you think like a deep river making no sound at all
despite the storm when the waters from the mountains come
and force you to rise and run and rage and they accuse
you of having caused the flood
as i watch in sadness

you are my night and day and you have seen the changing of my hues
i turn red like a rose
become white like a carnation
become sturdy like a bark of the oak tree
sometimes i turn into stone
hard and unmoving
you see me and touch me with your wind and mist

like a diamond i wear some corners some faces
for me to glitter
for me to find meaning in the life that i carry within my arms
a lull sometimes
almond eyes a rocking of my feet
these are the mechanisms of my coping up
to be a man

in your silence i set aside my masks and face you
shed off some faces and look at you
with the eyes of my soul
oh, i become so vulnerable to the truth of this one and only face
as you kiss me
in my lips

i quiver i become so light i become so alive i become so real
as all the other faces fade like fume from the funnel