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  • I want to wrap myself around you
    And in turn, have you wrap around me
    That way, neither of us is alone
    That way, we have each other

    I want to lower my drawbridge
    I want to invite you in
    Feel free to plump my pillows
    I want you to feel at home

    I want to lose myself within you
    Let ‘we’ take the place of ‘you’ and ‘I’
    I want you to complete my puzzle
    I want you to complete my sentences
    For the words don’t flow on their own

    May 1999 found me in a strange place. My first wife and I had separated in July 1997, and after a six-month trial separation, we'd tried a trans-Atlantic reconciliation. Eighteen months later (nine good months, followed by nine absolutely hellish months), I decided enough was enough.

    I just found some of my poems from that time, and they are all so full of pain and fear. This one is different, and I think it was more about the alternate reality that I so desperately wanted (and one, years later, I was lucky to find).

    Thanks to Daehyun Park for the Creative Commons image.
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