I've been in love for long
With what I cannot tell
And will contrive a song
For the intangible
That has no mold or shape,
From which there's no escape.
It is not even a name,
Yet is all constancy;
Tried or untried, the same,
It cannot part from me;
A breath, yet as still
As the established hill.
It is not anything,
And yet all being is;
Being, being, being,
Its burden and its bliss.
How can I ever prove
What it is I love?
This happy happy love
Is sieged with crying sorrows,
Crushed beneath and above
Between todays and tomorrows;
A little paradise
Held in the world's vice.
And there it is content
And careless as a child,
And in imprisonment
Flourishes sweet and wild;
In wrong, beyond wrong,
All the world's day long.
This love a moment known
For what I do not know
And in a moment gone
Is like the happy doe
That keeps its perfect laws
Between the tigers paws
And vindicates its cause.
I have waited for you for years.... To hear your ever so intoxicating voice as you speak erratically of the things that you hate.. To hear the passion that you so unknowingly flood into me as you speak of the things that you love.. And just to hear the beauty that lies in all of your insignificant babble. Waiting for you to drown out all of the vicious noise of this unpleasant world that we are forced to endure.. A world that has given me no shelter from pain except for in your eyes.. A world that can only be quieted by your lips.. So here I sit waiting no more.. To shelter me, to quite the world. To save me, to make me a part of you, your life, and all of the undeniable perfection I see in you!!!!
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