never the same way twice

there is a longing that is lost in the past
wrapped in ghosts and memory
tied up with the bow of your hurts and
bound by sorrow and youth.

you wish for that longing now
in me
a woman
who stands here before you
in the flesh
asking you to love her

you do not long for me
and therefore
you do not love

or so you claim

i say
how can you long
for that which you will not touch
or touch
what you are not brave enough
to try for

you want me
you like me
you seek me out
you laugh with me
you enjoy me

and you turn from me
because you do not "long" for me
as you might have for her...

we never love the same way twice

© Tanya Anguita