If I were to ask, who you are,
would you know—an illusion,
a shadow, an encased soul
or a prisoner of certitudes?
I tried to answer but lost. Maybe
you won’t.
If I were to ask what love is,
would you know—a smile, a touch,
some trust, patience, hormones,
pots of money or pots of pain?
I tried to answer but lost. Maybe
you won’t.
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