Because my lunch is eaten
and there’s so much else to do
I’d rather sit and write
and pen a pithy note to you
. . . .
I will be neither goofy
nor quirky nor swarthy nor fine
I’ll say just what I must today
After you read this line
. . . .
(You said you cannot hear me? oh,
my thoughts are in between
the trite and quite superfluous
and silly stuff you’ve seen)
. . . .
So far, in our “relationship”
psychology would psay
we’ve psaid enough to fill the book
and lived another day
. . . .
Without the need to rectify
or double-back or take
a single touch or word
in some apology to make
. . . .
Because it’s what we have to be
that no one can control
that no one else can make or take
all nurtured by the soul
. . . .
We do and be according to
our wants and needs, how true
but who we are we have to be
not shade nor tint, but hue
. . . .
I want to love you, part or whole
but as you are, yourself
you bring to life just who you are
and, I will bring myself.
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© Ruth Ann Scanzillo
5/92; modified 11/30/14
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