Ambivalence
it easy to spot
our ambivalence
our lips want to kiss
but your hands
push my chest away
i want to hug you
and make love
with you
but my mind says
i may be
into a long range
trouble
i am thinking
of a room where
we can think
and speak our minds
where we can
forget the dangers
of our game
i reserve a day
for both of us
where we can
simply sit and
do not discuss
morality and what
people may say
yet my feet take
the cab and the
next thing i know
i am in a plane
warmed by my
own black jacket
my arms folded
my hands in
my pockets
i am beside
someone else
and the plane
touches down
and i cough
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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