TO touch you brings you no solace; to slough off the tufts of hair from your sneering face and look deep into your eyes.
I know better than to want you for myself
and to expect you
to understand
that your rejection makes me mourn.
I saw a man.

He had not felt the tender touch I press to your cheeks in
too many years.
I wondered how much more he would appreciate me.
But I could never want him the way I want you,
and
I wonder if the reason is that he is willing to accept love.

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Comment by mal on July 1, 2009 at 8:14pm
Yes very nice indeed, and I like your focus on the need to accept love for what it is ...
Comment by Robert McEvily on July 1, 2009 at 8:11pm
nIcE.

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