Sunday, December 6, 2009

Why?

Why?
Why do I fight within myself
Trying to reconcile
My love for her
With her independence?

Torture -
Sheer, painful torture:
Loving her completely,
To the exclusion of all others -
Without thought for other girls,
Or thought of my needs -
For so long now unfulfilled -
Or any selfishness
Which in my feeble power
I am able to subdue.

I would not force her:
I would not pressure her...

Yet what am I -
Stone?

I love!
And yet I am not loved!

Her fancies range,
And others merit
Attention more than me.

Am I to idly sit
And wait forever,
Hoping that she will finally
Accept,
Believe my love for her?

No!
I cannot bear the pain.

Aug 1969

No comments:

Post a Comment