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you’d
think my heart sees
something my mind knows
isn’t there;
like
your priority,
like your attention
& affection;
though
my eyes have always
been
accused of being too hopeful---
as I looked at
un-piercing
walls &
still tried to nail through them;
untamed forests &
struggled to domesticate them;
&
I’ll admit---
I can be overly optimistic at times.
which
is why I tried to love you &
only asked that you love me too,
like
you said that you did---
& so I believed.
now
my mind is left to give my
heart something that’s no longer there…
like openness,
like warmth,
& even interest
&
though my spirit has always been
accused of being too gated---
as I looked at
broken
hearts & tried to shield
& guard mine;
preoccupied dreams of love
& preventing them in mine;
&
I’ll admit---
I’ve been overly protective at times.
which
is why I tried to open up to love you &
asked only that you love me too…
like
you said that you wanted to---
& swayed me to believe
& so I believed;
until
today.
Mark
Anthony Thomas
Copyright © 2004
F rom The Poetic Repercussion
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