why

why

do I marry a woman

who never took care

of my heart?

why

do I keep an anxious lover

hidden inside the darkroom

knowing that her pigments

will soon fade

without light?

why

do I not feel the need

to feed the hunger of the self-righteous

who wrestles in territorial disputes not of their own

when our god of love knows no boundaries?

.

.

.

remain

we remain

forever close in the distance

of our own world

sharing the nearness

spaced by comforts

of our own choosing

.

we remain

a picture reflected in the lights

of our own breath

sharing the elusiveness

within the aches

of our tired heart

.

we remain

a grail

of our own heart

yet spaced in between heaven

and the tips of our finger

is a safe embrace that calls us

.

to remain..

.

.

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