This reflective poem was written in 1983 during
the latter days of my recovery from a severe nervous breakdown in 1979. I had
lost all confidence in myself and my sexuality, but looking back on better,
kinder, more positive times, I was able to survive a flood of mixed emotions
and take my place in the real world again. I started a new job the same year.
TOGETHERNESS, BADGE OF PRIDE
Together was a long way;
some folks said it was the wrong way;
though we cared what they said,
went ahead, did it our way instead,
kept faith with each other;
joined your body to mine, let it patch up
joined your body to mine, let it patch up
a gaping hole in the soul,
proof enough we were doing
proof enough we were doing
nothing wrong at all
We reinvented ourselves;
two of a kind, dancing mouth to mouth
on the same smile willing us,
applauding us that last long mile
applauding us that last long mile
on the road to a heaven
some people said would see us in hell,
but we knew better,
so long as we could be together,
making love forever
Time wasn’t on our side,
but stayed long enough for us to share
the beauty and glory of a love
inspiring sex of a kind to blow the mind
into pieces spinning time and space,
across galaxies where same sex lovers
have no need for a defence
against people who haven’t a clue
how it is for us
Forever sounds a long time;
some people said it was the wrong time,
but we didn’t listen,
did our own thing, leaving it to love
to take us through time and space,
across galaxies where same sex lovers
aren’t even expected to explain
to people who haven’t a clue how come
I’m still joined to you
Copyright R. N. Taber 2012; 2017
[Note: This poem has been revised since its first publication under the title 'Gift-Wrap' in Tracking
the Torchbearer by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2012.]
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