Remember that old raft
in the middle of the lake?
We'd swim out there together
and see how long we'd take.
I loved to hide underneath it
as the chain held us in place.
We knew they wouldn't find us
in our secret little space.
I remember how I felt then.
I would tremble in your hands.
I had found my piece of heaven
below the raft, above the sand.
I need just a reminder
of the passion from the past.
Why can't you understand this?
Don't you want our love to last?
We rarely have five minutes
to appreciate eachother.
It seems all that I am to you
is a friend and your kid's mother.
That's not enough to make it.
I need for you to see.
I'm not trying to be difficult
and I don't want to be free.
I just want to know you need me
for more than just clean clothes.
I'm tired of feeling lonely.
Is that just how it goes?
Let's visit that old raft again
or we'll find a brand new spot.
I just need to feel the passion
of the love I know we've got.
Mary Nagy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-we-revisit-the-raft/
