Two Strangers...

a cool bed, crisp sheets, tender arms, and you...

* * *

Nows [no. 4]

We introduced two strangers,
pulling cautious strings
and choreographing
a carefully constructed rapport.

Never enough for ourselves,
how could we be enough
for another?

I gave you someone
you could love and I took
in grateful exchange
the mannered lady
you had made for me.

So here we are together...

whoever we are.

And that painful process
must begin before long.

The desperate struggle
to get back to
who we really are
without losing each other
along the way.

-- Edward-Yemíl Rosario ©