Wild, Wild Heart.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i simply hate
it when you want to become
myself

you tell me
you sacrifice your identity
because you love me

how cruel can i be
to hate you when you only
wish to love me?

perhaps is this not a form
of revenge
for the past loves that i had

that time when i confessed love
and then
i was simply
laughed?


i need time
to iron out this cycle
of hate,

give me space
let me move on with my life for a while

perhaps
i can tame understanding

(o, how can i tame
this wild, wild
heart of mine?)