i am the permeable membrane. how to not lose oneself in a lover
is a tricky boundary to be sure.
i am consumed….by the idea
of his existence. he is the first thing
i think of in any free moment.
i plan my schedule around the quantity
of time i can spend with him. i have fallen…
for something inside him. some uncanny energy.
for what? why do we take these leaps
when we know the landing is unattainable.
my oh my do i have a knack for men
whose lives seem mutually exclusive to my own.
and so we share this 'time capsule' of passion,
in limbo….between metaphysical destinations.
will i ever meet a man whom with i can just 'be'?
perhaps i wouldn't be satisfied with the coincidence...
the smoothness. so i tease my poor heart
with another wandering spirit.
and yes…its been worth it.
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