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That Thin Platonic Line

by Chris Sorrenti

it’s been said
the more one gets
the more one wants
yet having hurt
so many times
been hurt by others

we dare not cross the line

whether it’s walking your dog
star gazing on a summer’s night
conversation over coffee
or taking in a movie…
When Harry Met Sally

that line gets harder to find

without the pressure of the physical act
we bend and mold each other
into exciting new forms
go deeper into our histories
baring more of our souls

a new line to cross

and when we’ve finished our day
an innocent hug
disappearing into separate houses
a mere walk across the street
no arguments over what’s for supper
who to invite for company
bad habits…sparring for the remote

lines of which there’s no crossing back

just the widening trench
of what ‘single’ really means
leading me to wonder

what if Adam and Eve hadn’t crossed that line?

© 1999

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Posted on 03/11/2018
Copyright © 2018 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/12/18 at 07:38 PM

That friendship thing is a hard thing to maintain. I love your reference to Harry Met Sally - brings up so many relevant scenes to this poem from that movie. That last line opens up a whole other train of thought. Thanks for this, Chris.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/13/18 at 12:51 PM

That last line of your poem, Chris, provokes me into thought, that lines for the most part, designed to keep things out, ultimately are provocational devices, provoking those they would keep from crossing, doing the very thing. Hence, sex dared you cross it and they did, we did which was a good thing, essential to our well being and propagation. This may sound weird and unconventional on my part, but I think friendship is a sex of sorts and not benign as some may think. People get off on being friendly. Thanks for the poem, Chris.

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