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Joseph

by Harold Millican

Joseph
Tough as a ram
I am sam
He’s as stubborn as they come
But when in fear
He sheds a tear and wants to play tag and run
Try as I might to contain him
There is nothing on earth that will barricade his love for me
Smacks me upside the head
“You’re crazy” I said, he will never let me be
Because he loves me that man of mine
No matter how much he would dare admit
But oh boy he dreads the other one I said
Get lethal he will have a fit
I try and choke on the axel grease
I hope to keep this love affair intact
But I don’t think he’s realistic, just really overly optimistic
To take up the things that I lack
I love him! I love him!
I really do love him, and he is so difficult it seems
I’m warning him now
I’m catching and padding his bruises
How he must want to shatter my dream…
I want to make love
to be HIS slave and glove
To join his sexual mind
I want to be his baby
So stay with me maybe we’ll stand the
Test of time
I want his touch
Believe so much is his tough mind
With love
Wanting to care
Wanting him there
His dream would love to be apart of
I’m his sunshine, I’m his rain
And he fails to see
That it hurts me more than he
I’m sobering up
Taking the cup and drowning it with doubt
Because I’m torn and tattered
What more could this man want
I want him
I need HIM
I CRAVE HIM
I could just scream
I long to see if we connect
After all the time we’ve spent
Sober
Something
Overhead
Burying
Every
Right
To fill this night
With his arms
His gaze, his heart
I want to date
Communicate
Reciprocate my heart’s desire
I wish to gaze beyond the fairytale
Because my heart is not FOR SALE
Are we just the remnants of a make believe wonder
Or just the premonition of a setting sun
Just
Offer
Something
Ever
Present
Hope
JOSEPH

04/07/2008

Posted on 04/07/2008
Copyright © 2020 Harold Millican

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/08/08 at 04:58 AM

Interesting. Most of all how you went about putting this together. Very nicely done.

Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 04/10/08 at 10:52 PM

nicely worded. i dig the format.

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