the chimes sing
in the wind, your voice
lends itself to this
selfish world and
I hear you even
when I wish I
could not
I can only offer
you a heart open enough
to want to let
you in, a soul free
enough to share
itself with you, and
a mind that longs to
learn everything about
the mysteries of you.
I am saying what needs
to be said . . .
I am telling you
what I must
in order to be
who I can to you.
What will you say?
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