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To Lou Andreas-Salome

Rating: 2.9
I held myself too open, I forgot
that outside not just things exist and animals
fully at ease in themselves, whose eyes
reach from their lives' roundedness no differently
than portraits do from frames; forgot that I
with all I did incessantly crammed
looks into myself; looks, opinion, curiosity.
Who knows: perhaps eyes form in space
and look on everywhere. Ah, only plunged toward you
does my face cease being on display, grows
into you and twines on darkly, endlessly,
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L. M. 29 April 2012
How anyone disliked this poem, I don't know. You must not understand love. For I don't think back; all that I am stirs me because of you. That rings true in my spirit! I've been in love since I was a child-there was nothing before my love. Every thought in my being holds that influence! To read the words of one individual that holds so much respect, regard, admiration, and love for another. He did well.
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