HE SAYS/SHE SAYS

excerpt from ANNE'S WRITINGS (see Aug 31, 2010)

Where is the gentle caress,
The glow in the eye,
The tenderness of a kiss,
The commitment to try,
The protective nest in each other's arms,
The little treats and favors that charm?

All I see is bare midriffs,
Skinny tank tops, tight blue jeans,
While crooning words flow, the eye shifts,
A night with a stranger it seems,
A hollow hunger that never ends,
A heart that cannot feel as it tries to mend?

I have freedom she says,
I can come and go and be.
I have power he says,
I can take and take for me.
And when a child begins to come,
Who will really give it a home?

Anne Respess 8-27-04