Maybe Love

I have looked in your eyes and seen your soul.

The cover up

The pain

The lies

Your dreams

Your hopes

Your desires

I have felt lifetimes pour out of your mouth.

I have seen the story of existence through your tongue.

You weren’t-in control-then

You couldn’t-fight me-off

I’ve been labeled an infection with no cure.

And maybe-more-than a piece of you

doesn’t enjoy my affliction.

Not the love

Not the passion

Not the me

You’re convinced

You’re denial

You’re conformed

I have swam-in your soul-for too long,

without permission.

Here I am

wading naked in this pool.

Drain the water

Dress me up

Take the cure

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