Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Passage

There was a time
when I got my way.
All I had to do was tell you
what I wanted
and I was allowed to have it.
If I have to pull your teeth
to get you to want to see me
than
all the fun of having
a lover
is gone.
Today I got off the phone
and I wanted to call you back
to tell you to forget about it.
I know that
eventually
our time will pass,
but I want to be
able to enjoy it
while I have it.
Before we slip through
each other's fingers.

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