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Your Need
(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Your Need

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's been a night for unending stories.
And a night for unending sharing of whims.
On a night that promises honesty,
In the air that invites it close to begin...
But,
One of us delays the revealing.
And the other seems to shy away,
With it kept where it stays.

I want to say what it is I wish.
But...
Something inside of me,
Feels I will be dismissed.
And...
In your eyes I see,
A need to express...
Never before,
Confessions.

It's been a night for unending stories.
And a night for unending sharing of whims.
On a night that promises honesty,
In the air that invites it close to begin...
But,
You are not sure,
If I will accept...
What it is you say,
I might object.
And...
Neglecting your need.

I want to say what it is I wish.
But...
Something inside of me,
Feels I will be dismissed.
And...
Both of us just sit,
To tell...
Unending stories.
We know,
Too well...
Those unending stories.
We know,
Too well...
Those stories.

Your need...
Is not to hear those stories.
My need...
Is not to hear those stories.
Can we...
Not tell those stories?

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Our needs and our wants have to be mutual. We can only overcome when we come together in unison. Then we will be able to listen to each others concerns and feelings. Inspiring.


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