I want you, but I don't want you to know.
I fear the loss more than I trust the gain.
You are my love. I will not let you go.
Nor do I have the courage to bestow
My love on you, that you might see me plain.
I want you, but I don't want you to know.
I fear your presence like an undertow
That drags me out unready, trite, inane.
You are my love. I will not let you go.
And yet when you are near I feel you glow
Like sunlight dancing through my windowpane.
I want you, but I don't want you to know.
Empty but for you, I cannot show
You anything of interest I contain.
You are my love. I will not let you go.
I am a box within a box, safe so.
Sealed from self, I hide from your disdain.
I want you, but I don't want you to know.
You are my love. I will not let you go.
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