johndiii's Journal: [Beloved] Finale (no, not the end - just a poem)

Not an ending, mo chroí, but a true beginning...

        All my life I have struggled from gentleness
        And men, shaking off heatsteam
        From the far, dry corners of desire. Kissing only
        Where, in wet smooth black alleyways, the crows
        Pack hunting in crowds.
        And here, at the end of the tape, I feel sun
        Beating on my shoulders like a light
        And warm. To trust and kiss and love you
        In clasping beauty. Teach me of
        Wonderful silences, far in the glowing
        Of your eyes, my tears.
        Let my passion kill me.

                                -- Sue Lenier

...an old life ends, a new begins - in love and trust. Thine.

GD Tease

[bethanie]

And there I was, all excited for like... a millisecond.

Oh well.

....Bethanie....

thanks

[denidoom]

this one really meant a lot to me.