i tell you
i love you.
it is true.
then i discover
love
is not the same
as knowing.
how do i enter
the country
of another heart?
how do i walk
a road
only you
have traveled?
i cannot.
not completely.
the distance
remains.
not because
love has failed,
but because
a soul
cannot be possessed,
only accompanied.
so i lay down
my need
to understand
everything.
and i offer
the only thing
i truly have.
i hear you.
just as you are.
perhaps
that is where
knowing how to love
begins.
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