And There Is No Pain Anymore.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

so you are special.
how may times did i assure
you that you

are my only love.
my only desire.

you are a bloated nit.
you like my weakness.

you say i can have you in a minute.
just that.

my patience is not a flower in the desert.
i am not your little prince.
and you are not just that only rose in
my small planet.

one learns. one grows.
one realizes, there are too many planets
to many roses.

the prince grows to be a king.
rules some planets.

and rose is not a rose anymore.
bloody rose.

not just red, but a white petal.
in the garden of love,
there are so many, like sands in the desert
like stars in the sky.

i wont have you now.
and there is no pain anymore.