Letting You Go...

I spend my days

in celibacy unchosen

living the desperation 

we share 

Anguished in the knowledge 

that needing you unbroken   

transcends the sentence 

of this chair

I hear your words, I feel your touch

imprisoned by our love

and wish to free you from this pain

to meet again above 

My memory holds each tryst endeared

your beauty most sublime

to relive as I stay in place

—virility confined  

(The New Room: July, 2022)