To want to experience someone else

While not clear to indulge freely with them

Is like having an ache which doesn’t hurt

But throbs and causes discomfort inside.

Do I seem different to you when we’re alone?

Do I seem much more sure, much more secure?

Work’s a complex of personalities;

Alone with you, I’m with someone I know.

If words were all I asked of you

How could I ask for more?

The part I feel I give to you

Will let us both enjoy each other more.

I’m sitting in the cold to think my thoughts,

Warm thoughts of warmer times with you;

My mind can never comprehend it all

But any thought will see me through.

If bewilderment causes concern,

Do not fear its consequences,

As I still have much to learn

While we teach each other.

The game of rules can cramp our style,

But if you can get consent,

All our problems are solved

Because their other half never existed.

Do you want me? Why?

Is it just because our minds

Have met, caressed, made love

And our hearts know no other way?

[I’ll wager the thought never occurred to you that we could be like this,

So close to true enjoyment of each other completely.

When I think of all the times I wanted to make love, for sake of sex itself,

The mind has proven a stronger incentive to join our lives together.]

(written in 1975)