Does this ever arching question bear
Chains upon my feet
My wrists
My mind?

Does it answer as I write?
Who carries me to
Ever after?
What force behind
Propels me deeper
Deeper still?

I lust for you.
Is this what they mean
To burn?
I long for you
Is this what they mean to want?
I'd give to you
Neither sky
Nor climb
Nor air
None of these have I
But everything I do
Is yours.
I'd give to you
Is this what they mean to love?

Why do we resist
Define and re-define
Longing for certainty.
Is love certain?
An all knowable
Entity to teeter on.
A negotiation with life?
Or is it to know and be known
To accept and release
All that we are
And all that we're not
To risk that we're in
Too deep?