I gaze into her eyes (soft-colored blue, gazing back),

She smiles,

I grin,

And we hold hands.

She stares away from me (into the Vacuum of my mind);

She thinks about the future,

My love,

And me.

I tell her, “I’ll never go.” (she’s still unsure)

She shakes her head,

But not her mind,

Her thoughts.

I plead insanity (for words that have spilled from my lips),

She hears,

But shows no signs

To me.

Finally I make sense (to her understanding: she seems sure),

She takes my hand again,

Smiles,

And kisses me.

(written in 1967)