Sweetheart, I was thinking
Sweetheart, I was thinking this afternoon
How I might understand you, love you better
And enter a greater part of your world.
So I came up with a brilliant idea:
I need to study Chemistry!
Now I do not intend to make you work
(You already put in long enough hours)
And I would not wish myself on any
Scientist as his pupil given
My own considerable limitations
(I am scientifically illiterate and
Never even got through trigonometry).
But somewhere must exist a chemistry book
For the clueless, liberal arts refugee
Who ended up loving a master of science
And wants to see that much more of a
Glimmer of the intellectual life
Of the man he loves.
My love, help me discover
More of your world.
[San Francisco, August 1994]
3 responses to “From “Love poems for Raymond””
Such a sweet, heartfelt post. Oh Mister Ray, you were (and are) much loved. I’m glad that you are bringing Peter’s work to the world.
Thank you dear (much-loved) man.
Love’s magic is that in giving it to another you have more, not less. And you become more connected to the people in your life and more aware of what really matters.