Sunday, October 07, 2007

Nomad

My nomad,
my lovely stranger;
your face is kind and sweet.
What do you want to eat?

Fellow nomad,
my good acquaintance;
your eyes are deceiving.
What am I believing?

Darling nomad,
my most honored companion;
your lips defy me--your tongue is twisted.
By nature have you been cold-fisted?

Lover nomad,
my dear, my partner, my love!
I don't want to say it's true;
Who are you?


Question... who did I fall in love with? This describes relationships at the beginning, when lovers hardly know each other and start relationships without fear. It's only when we get to know somebody that we realize if that person is truly right for us. My nomad... my wanderer. Do I still love you?

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