I cannot ask you rightfully to be
Forever with me; that is wrong to ask.
And yet that sets me to a harder task:
To figure out how I can properly
Say just how much I want you here with me
Without requesting that, yet never mask
The deep desire that I have to bask
In your dear presence, loving guiltlessly.
Pretend I've squared that circle: let me say
I love you, and I want to be with you
And yet do not imagine I want to
Leave you no time to wander your own way.
Assuming a solution lets me spend
Less anxious times in searching towards that end.
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