By Jason Hunt (chiknPikin@aol.com)
Date: 2 June 1999

Untitled

There was something there.
Or was there?
I am sure of it now.
What was it?
Was it passion?

I did not understand.
Or I would not see.
Or I could not see.
Love had blinded me.

You were there.
Needing me.
You showed me meaning.
You showed me what desire was.
I desired you.

I could not know
what could be.
I could not comprehend
the magnitude of our affection
for each other.

Hesitation
is what I felt-
felt in the core of your being?
I did not realize what we had.
You could not wait.
You needed what I did not offer.
What I should have offered.

I did wait-
Too long-
Before I recognized 
the consequence of my put-off actions.
You were gone.
You had departed.
And left me at the point of madness.