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Are you my lover are you him?

I can feel the hearing.

I can see the being.

For I am not blind.

Soulfully shy.

There's so much I wish I could hide.

I am shattered yet mended; salt on old wounds.

New flesh makes some new.

I offer my out stretched ams.

Calling.

Reaching.

Across the miles I scan.

I long.

I pray. I wish.  I hope.

Believe.

For there was comfort that I did resist.

Must.

Do.

Did.

Resist.

Do you question why?

Or is it....

Why, you might question?

Be true now lover: Be true.

Are you my lover are you him?

He is not you; you are not him.

Resist.

I feel this from deep within.

I will know once it exsists.

In my presences, In my arms.

Feelings of a kiss.

I will know him once he exsists. 

Bes 6/17/13