A Question Not Answered
You asked me why I Iove you
I love you as,
the suns rays
caress this morning
so gently,
that her tears are dew
as black
consumes my spirit,
a skein of velvet
shot bursts
illumination
my gift
and that,
without your swirl
I would have never shined
I’d have not discovered
love as
the siren or mermaid
never would I have felt your breath
in my hair
The shy wallflower
hiding like ‘wheres wally’
in a pot-plant
I was the closed
speck of a mouth
that seldom moved
but you caught my eye
held it in your hand
and refused to return my sight
till I saw myself as you did
ever special
ever precious
I saw myself through your eyes
you ask why I love you?
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