The tears flow freely now
head upon your shoulder
arms stroking my back

Lost in the confusion
I feel abused
frozen
by chilly
friendly words

We went wrong somewhere
taking for granted
each other

Where is the magic?
The newness of it all?
Not yet a year
and already the blood is boiling

Heated tempers
(The Irish in us all)
and we bump heads
not understanding
the seeming foreign language
the other is speaking

Lack of smiles
lack of hugs
and kisses and caresses
lack of touch
lack of sex (You still don't understand)

Tears flow freely now
as we wipe the salty wettness
from our eyes
entangled in each other
holding on for dear life

(chanting in our minds)
Love will prevail
love will prevail

07/28/2002

Posted on 07/28/2002
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