bonnie.and.clyde

he said, "i'll explain it to you when you get here."
and in my heart i knew it from the get go---
      i dont even know why i asked.
but i did anyways.

it was a bitter march evening, colder than most,
nearing dusk, although it was hard to tell with the milky
white grey clouds completely blotting out the sky.

i asked the questions before you had a chance to say it.
he hesitates, and confirms the truth.
it was in the taurus, cruising down the highway at fifty
five, that you explained it.
being careful--- watching out for me.

because im the bonnie to your clyde
and its always been that way.
you called because you trust me--
which im glad you did, because id rather
have you safe than sorry.

i didnt appreciate the news right away.
blood pressure rose, then dropped.
i stare straight ahead at the road, head spinning.
and im left feeling unsure of what to feel---
"don't look at me like that," he says. "ive never
seen such a worried look on your face before. its
like i just told you someone died."

well, it COULD kill you.
it can easily seduce you to death in a slow suicide.

a few blank stares and a couple 'i dont know's later-
im on your side.
bonnie and clyde are back again!-- theyre in it together!
we sit and let our defenses fall for one night only,
just one.

we took it in stride and almost find ourselves closer
knit than before..
a better understanding of one another.
"i know exactly what you mean," he says, when i tell
him of my feeling a stronger connection between the two of us.

and with our boundaries completely open, we talk
and engage into deep conversation.
just like the first night we met.

then we promised each other, never again!
and pinky swore to prove our earnestness.
the strength we find in each other is without parallel.
we will not fail.

the terrible twosome is locked away tightly once again.
defenses have resurfaced and fell into place.
theres one thing we both silently understood
after it began and before it ended--

theres no turning back.