Does She Know
She knows it, doesn't she?
That I still love her
Feel her in every breath
Yearn for her
When the moon enlightens the night
I think about her every other second
Does she know all these crazy things?
If not
Does it matter to me?
If not
Why do I care?
What matters to me then is
The love I pour upon her
And the feeling that
She is but the soul I possess
And I am but the body She possesses
Thus,
Love is naught but a single soul
Possessed by all.
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