Getting to Something Beyond
I can tell you about love.
Its evolution. Being hunk
ered over with no voice.
Kissing a blond in a night
club, his husband looking
on, encouraging. That
was the first time I did
ecstasy, what we called it
back then. Give me another
ten years and then I’ll get
pretty close to it. Something
beyond love, which I have had
the privilege and luxury of
knowing over and over and over...
