I was not going to contact you again
for I know I will never have you
substantial by my side, always to remain…
Not be a furtive fantasy I cannot persue..
There is, a shadow, someone you love, sharing your life
and I don’t want to cause her anguish,any pain..
She may even, after all this time, be your wife….
Trust, togetherness are precious, hard to sustain..
But then I had this strange, surreal dream:
You were walking towards me
in the eerie silence of fog, more like steam..
Your face ,so serious, sad, as it should not be..
Coming closer you grew dimmer, disappeared..
I called your name, but you never heard..

Note: This poem speaks for itself. I wrote it in a time of grief, loving someone far away. I have not seen him in many years, yet we still have contact., a connection..
I have learnt it is possible to love more than one person at a time.. Ina