It's not that we won't be together

Someday

It's that we have so much growing to do

Before we are ready. 

Our past shows us the future_

Only our skin has changed.

It belongs to our wisdom

& clarity of our longing

to be together. 

It provokes. Ink and paper 

to play out our desperate

Love affairs that

Make this time...

to pass. 

It's not that the clock

Is too slow

But we stare at it with

Impatience

Like children who pretend

to be grown

Before it's life that takes

Away our imagination.