07 Mar 00

 

 

The sexually ignored

 

 

I lay my hand against the skin

That I once freely explored

But you push me away

Again

Wanting no part

Of the intimacy

In which we use to indulge

And though it is not rejection

Of me per say

It's just your situation:

Of loving me,

But not in a sexual way.

It feels like it anyway

 

 

By

 

 

Everett E. Phillips, III