The rebel in you
energizes
the rebel in me.
That long-removed
satisfied, carefree
sleeping rebel of mine.
I feel it stirring.
Yes —
that gut-wrenching music
of your rebel
has invaded me
shaken and reminded me
there are other ways
to live.
And though I am beyond
my teenage years
I do still have
memories
and desires
and lusts.
And while I know
your rough waters
are alive in me
I also know
my still waters
are alive
in you.
