Balance

 

I cannot begin to explain

what you are to me

or will be;

but I and my feelings

are indivisible

and needing

will not be multiplied by wanting.

Yet, when you speak

of your love

with soft words,

or come to mind,

I cannot let go.

 

Perhaps, if you liked me more

and loved me less

the balance would be better?

 

Still,

 I am with you willingly

though I cannot see

nor clearly understand

the chain which holds me.

 

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