Give me your hand love
Give me your hand my love
I will take hold to end of our time.
The moment you want to let go
So be it. There is a world for us
Maybe you want it, or not, that’s
Yours to decide. I can only express
My way to explore what makes
The ones we are. No pressure.
No demands. Partnerships
An agreement to be together
Yet keep ourselves – selves.
Your hand my love?
Uncollected/unpublished poem, © The Estate of John Fairfax 2011, from a private recording, used by permission of the author's Estate.