Hanging

Do you experience moments
when you smile to yourself
knowing my heart still beats only for you?
Do you think of my touch
reaching you over these many miles
as another draws your attention away?

Is there ever a time
your thoughts of me arouse you
and cause you to touch upon memories of what we'd had?
Have you ever called out my name
in intimate embraces,
as I have called you incessantly with others?

I leave you missives
of my undeniable love
and wait as patiently as any man can.
So much lost
and so many questions
swirl through my anguished, tormented mind.

I see you sitting in your favorite chair,
or talking with a friend,
smiling in the knowledge of my calls but revealing nothing.
Keeping your joy or sadness
completely to yourself.
Do you think it fair to withhold the truth from even me?

Haunting Desire

I remember you best
in your peasant dress,
Your chestnut hair flowing & dancing
in those sultry NYC streets;
The sweet innocence
in your disbelieving eyes
When I'd explained the intent
of the guys who'd forever stop you in the street.

We'd drink & talk
late into the night,
And we'd make love for hours
with my Brother in the very next room.
I loved the embarrassment you'd felt
in those early mornings
When you'd remember
the sounds you couldn't help but make.

The love you'd brought to me,
and the pain we couldn't express
At our mis-communication
and child-like grasp of the desires we'd felt
Have never stopped
strangling my heart with one or another.
Your beauty and grace
haunt me each day and make me want you all the more.