Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The Symptoms

It seems it must be anticlimax now
To see you when we've been so long apart.
I cannot fantasize the fates allow
Such happiness to one still-human heart
As I anticipate when seeing you:
And so it must be somehow disappointing
If just because my hopefulness outgrew
All possibility of fate anointing
My wishes with fulfillment. How could it?
Such joy and wonder, such unbroken peace
As I expect to have could never sit
Within one heart while it was in one piece.
Yet we are two, and have two hearts to bear
This happiness: perhaps, then, we can share.

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