40 Years Ago


I wake up from a lover's dream
I touch myself like I touch you
How you must feel
I feel it too
But you're not here

I imagine the touch of an ex
When I was 18
How he made love to me
Gave me reassurance
So many times & places
So much fun we had
His new book of esoteric words
He changed my paradigm

Of course We broke up
I became celibate & joined the army
He became sick & died of AIDS
When he was 25 & I was 24
He's still alive inside me now
In my dreams at night

In a few days Wide awake 
I will make love to you again 
How he made love to me
40 years ago.

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