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| I. A game we play
hand to hand cheek to cheek tongue to lips penis to vagina� a guessing game. Go fish. playing chicken with our eyes tossing words like cards reading actions like a phony psychic reading palms searching for intentions in the libraries of each other�s souls Our tongues move separately spewing truth � lies? They move together Prodding, questioning; silently, hardly silently. Our bodies fit like two missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle finally discovered discovering each-other we stand tentatively in doorways of each other�s hallways our worlds scare each other. Your eyes glisten with joy inside I explode with tenderness I love you, I love you, I love you we grope out the words their repetition can�t satisfy the urge the meaning exceeds the words. You ask me to view the hidden sadness behind your eyes I see only ecstasy what more hides within those murky corridors? I release my fear from its holding pen I trust you. I lay my fierce guard dog to rest. |
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| II. In a meeting of diplomacy I sense something in your eyes
a red warning flag guilt muddled with passion friendship mingled with lust something unsure My trust stands on shaky grounds perhaps I�m in over my head When I dive into that ocean, God I hope I don�t sink like a stone No� I�m buoyant now floating on the waters that seem to stretch to eternity forever extending beyond the horizon the water is peaceful the night is dark the calm is eerie uncertainty fills my veins I know not which direction the current pulls me however, no rhyme or reason lies in struggle I must submit myself to the will of the sea I must have faith in the universe I do not possess the answer I do not know the way �I�m lost� joyfully submerged in life I don�t understand it I don�t understand you Though, trust, I think, will pull me through. September 4, 2003 Andrea M. Horvath |
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