Understand that this love you seek;
like cupid himself has whispered my name
into your daft, but longing ears;
is not the love you seek.
Understand that this love is selfish;
that it will put itself before you,
that it will appear an expanse,
unfathomable, and unquenchable;
for this, it is.
Understand that this love you seek,
is broken; cruel and closed–
but if nurtured and bred,
can surprise you yet;
for this love is still pure,
still strong, still whole,
this love is as it should be,
still shy, still here–
longing for cupid
to whisper into–
your daft, but longing ears.