5 years ago
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I never know how, always trapped in these puzzles

The certainty of wanting to is all I have

My resolve to turn away, it all but crumbles

Indeed all this is difficult, this verb called love


All too often we find ourselves enthralled

Intent on caressing the truth beyond recognition

Eyes too exhausted, souls beyond appalled

But this is what we do best, thinking thoughts of love


I’ve sensed, heard, smelled and tasted

The gift of hoping for this dream to be wholly true

Found my spirit completely freed, intoxicated

Inspiring each other’s imagination as we often do


But really what of yours is truly mine

And what of mine weighs upon your universe

Gripped by emotions flowing like a vine[1]

I drown in doubt surrendering to this curse


How much of our lives are truly intertwined

How much reality can we truly claim

At times confusion and isolation are what I find

A certain truth that cuts with unspeakable pain


And just then the soul sees its resurrection

Salvaged yet again by words that ring true

Realizing that this love and unfathomable connection

Though not for all, finds its perfection solely in me and you.












[1] Special thanks to my friend Kat.Nem. for supplying this line 

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