Equal
The nights are long...you search the streets
Never the equal of you...to meet
A little is here...a little is there
Never enough to completely compare
The ego of one with the I'd of another
Desire to suck in, entrap and to smother
The dreams that escape...the victim suspect
The space of lost time while senses detect
The smile so inviting...sameness of heart
Faces of souls...shadows...a spark
Eyes that hold images, locking to same
Passing in darkness, whispering your name
Scars of soft tissues embedded in souls
Hearts reaching out breaking the mold.
Faces are masked asking to dance
Nights showing promise, passions with chance
As long as I'm walking...my steps on each stone
Streets full of people...in pairs or alone....
Showing their love and blending in grays
When sun hits the shadows, then I've seen better days
But challenge, an issue for each further step
Is progress in finding the I'd with my depth
For romance is one thing that love just can't hide
And if wishes were horses then fools would still ride.
© 1999 Susan K. Rowse
