to love you i must
give
and you do not have
to give any
in return
to love you
i may even be put
to shame
or die
and not take back
my name
i know all these
but i must love you
all the way
i could
all the way without
anything in return
for this is love
all self-giving
like firewood consumed
by fire
till all is ashed and
gone
at the end who owns this
ashes of love?
ah, the wind takes it all
and brings all
to the nothingness of this
horizons.....
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