just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Monday, March 15, 2010
A journey
You are neither here nor there.
You don't even exist.
All this talk about you is a waste of time.
You may be there somewhere.
But it does not matter.
I have no need of you.
I can manage my life quite well by myself.
You are either here or there.
I don't quite know.
But somehow your presence seems to matter.
Particularly when things are not going the way I want them to.
Sometimes I am at a loss and I need you.
You are here and there.
Your presence does matter.
May I visit you?
Why don't you visit me?
I won't stay long.
In any case staying with you is rather dull and uninteresting, after
a while.
May I come and stay with you or you with me?
The last time we were together it was quite fun.
Every thing worked out so easily, almost magically.
I would like to stay in you.
I would prefer you staying in me all the time
You and I.
I and You
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