Tuesday, 5 June 2001
poem for
We can comment all the time
just don’t let us make conversation.
We can fly but don’t believe we will ever land.
we can be lovers
Remember though
we are parts of an act
not a whole play
We are passerbys in time
and our time is short
so I will give you all of me
but you must know that
the all of me
I give
is
but a phase I am
going through.
© Terrell Neuage 5-2001