Come hither to me
and our passions will rise
as the sea
builds and swells
within itself.

And our spasms will crest
as we ride each new wave
and soon will forget
that there were ever
any other names........
or faces
To those of the past
who abused the delicacy of our feelings
and cared not enough to make it last
nor valued what was to be enjoyed
not exploited,
what was meant to be a gift
not a demand

Come hither to me
cause I understand
what it is you have to give
and that is all
I ask
to have.