baby oh baby

baby,
you are so beautiful
i love you
i need you, baby

every woman i know
has heard those words

babybabyohbaby

and heart in hand
has taken in
and been taken in

hoping that this time,
this one time
will be different

this one time
the shine will not
wear off

this time

passion will not fade
into a comfortable

silence


And after re-reading this, I can only imagine what a reader might think: oh, man, somebody's bitter. The poem was inspired by a movie late at night with sharon stone and voyeur billy baldwin - where at the end of the movie she finds tapes of billy and his former lovers. he's saying the very same things to each one that he says to her. rather than shoot him - she is armed and dangerous, after all - she shoots up all of his recording equipment and multiple viewing screens and tells him to get a life.

It's also influenced by the reality of romance. I have friends who have fallen into that comfortable silence. Fortunately, I have not. A checquered past, marriages that have ended, passion that has not. Well, in one less than memorable version, passion was not a visitor, but I digress and have revealed more than necessary. In fairness to all, being quietly comfortable ain't all bad.

I think I really just wanted to note that my Sweet William is not the subject of the poem, nor do I fear that silence with him.