Grace is aching
the hurt seeps across the sky
bounced off stellar satellites
into my bed
she says
"I feel so unattractive now"

I ache for you

my muscles seized up
my legs went on strike
I had been running too far
too long
too often
I wasn't really getting anywhere

I still love you

Sarah says
how many times have you told somebody that you love them?
how many times have you lost your nerve?

Three times I told them
I never had the nerve to keep it in

But you, Claudine,
you fill me with courage and I become so noble
that I keep it to myself

I want you