Interlude - May 1987
Another personal interlude
between
my wanting to love you
and
my wanting you to love me.
A piece of life,
a period of time
during which I hope
you’ll come to me
as a friend
and
as a lover.
For if this interlude
ends with only
the loneliness
of my tears
raining down
while your footsteps
echo on the ground
growing more silent with time
as you go into the distance,
I may always remain
in this twilight
between man and boy
between your love
and no love at all.
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