If Only.....

 

His eyes held a furtive longing

to which I readily responded

I saw his form which said all

He beckoned and I followed 

to an intimacy unbearably intense

A passion driven by desire

no more needs to be said 

or laboured on

Since that encounter which was repeated

he sits in my memory and heart

like a distant island of longing

It can never be diminished

it can never be more than hopes dashed

The miles separate us as does life

My consolation is in the play back

the recall of those precious moments

I can still see his eyes

his sturdy masculine physique of maturity

He was not free as I was not free

I shall never see or feel him again

my heart weighs heavily with this thought

I knew from his eyes a yearning

our mutual gaze spoke more than words

A gulf separated us, but our passion

was a profound reality and enduring

Even to this day, even without him

I long for him