I'm so tired exhausted beaten down.
I have run a sorry ring impressionable to the ground.
I can not go to the one I want society says its wrong.
fear of what my family does if I am not around.
and though i long to know the sweet embrace,
of the one i care for i cannot see today.
Nor does circumstance appear ammenable,
to letting us meet on our own terms.
people like I like you like any else,
do not have the right to go to that cold perch.
so I huddle now and hunker trying to stay warm,
scarred and bleeding and hurting watching the setting sun,
and wish that i could go to that illegal rendezvous.
But i cannot and so we two put aside our fears.
we know one day we won't need eachothers tears.
for we will be together despite what others say,
and I will my head down and sleep the endless dream.
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