A Poem by Uma Ruser.

In the beginning there was
love and attraction
dancing between us
going back and forth
light and colourful
hesitating and demanding –
finally settling down
heavy and sparkling
binding us in lucid darkness.

3 Marz Uma Ruser

This very moment
confusion started.
Happiness merged with
wrong expectations
of how and what
should be – could be
except the bodies of you and me.

Confusion –
Love never became
most important to you.

Confusion –
Our journey had shown
Love is not all.

There was only a tomorrow
but never a future.

New York, 1986

Uma RuserPoem and painting by Uma Ruser
from the book ‘I called him Wolf: Reflections on an affair with a married man’ –

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