I glance over at your laughter
Trickling its way to my lonesome ears
Finding sunlight in your shoulders
As I stare across the void.
You look at me
Through the corner of your eye
Playfully, yet with a touch of sorrow
Burdensome melancholy.
We freeze for a moment
Unable to admit
The depth of our resistance
To categorizations untoward.
Stereotypical classifications of guilt
Mingled with unethical boundaries
Tangled within the crawlspaces
Within our hearts.
Is it love or indigestion
Or the inability to overcome and cope with
The frailties we share?
Moonlit Poetry 