Cactus Tree

Presently, I am dating many men.
My sexual/social adventures merely remind me of the fact that my true love has gone.
I have rewritten the lyrics to a song by Joni Mitchell.
The song is called Cactus Tree.

There’s the man who loves the animals
he loves the ones that fly
He watches him on the playground swing
all the while wondering why
Thinking he will soon going flying
away into the night
He clings to show emotion
He jests to hide his feelings
He stares at him for hours
and doesn’t watch the stars
upon the movie screen
While he’s so busy being free
There’s the man from Minnesota
whose lonely being here
He wants and needs some company
and someone close and dear
He wants to be in Canada
and tells him he is it
He is scared but yet he kisses
He calls him almost daily
He wants to start a new life
in a new place to love
and he chooses him
While he’s so busy being free
There’s the man from on the subway
he left his business card
He’s older and he’s tired
and he knows it isn’t hard
to find another lover
it is easy if you try
He is safe and he is sterile
He is patient but not stupid
He really wants to love him
but knows that he is young now
and will be for a while
that’s why he’s so busy being free
There’s the man from the parade days
There’s the pretty doctor too
There’s the one that is a virgin
he’s unsure on what to do
There’s the one he knows
from friends of friends
and many others too
He is busy with his art now
and will be so forever
Will he always be so lonely?
Or will someone someday ask him
for eternity
or will he be forever free
Could he ever answer yes?
Could he have just one?
Or will he roam and never settle
until his time is done
or is he merely waiting
for the one that is away
He wants him to come back soon
He misses him so much now
He’s given him all of his love
which is why his heart is hollow
like a Cactus Tree
and now he knows that he can’t be free
like a Cactus Tree