Sometimes I Think Of Leaving You Poem by RIC BASTASA

One day
I think I must leave.

This is not my
World
I said silently
To myself

i do not belong
to your world
you do not
belong to mine
either: i sometimes
think like this

odd.

As I face
You. I say further
I do not like
What is happening
Between us.

We are trees
Without fruits.

We are ponds
Without
Any moss
Or fish

We are a night
Without stars

We are mornings
Without the sun.

And I keep
On saying
To myself this must
Be ended
For once for good


I look at the road
And they are
So inviting

They narrow down
Somewhere to
The foot of a rainbow
to a promise
of an oasis
in a vast desert
that i am
in.

The horizon
Calls my name

I look at you again
A long glance
And your face
Looks so innocent

Asking me:
(1) Where are you taking
Me?
Telling me:
(2) I am going where
You will take
Me

(3) I have nowhere
To go
(4) When you leave
I will die

(5) When you leave
I will kill
Myself.

There are more
Enumerations.
I can recall them.
Always.

And so I am
Staying with you.

I am so afraid
I am everything to you.
And you have been
All too pleasing

For any kind
Of betrayal

that is not worth
its salt and color
of a promise