I have nothing
To offer you
Except
That part
Of me
Which
Pumps
The life-blood
Through
My veins;
That part
Of me
Which
Is conscious
In both
Life and death -
And yet
Somehow -
Somehow
I feel
That this
Existential
Offering
May not
Nearly be
Enough
To express
The length
The height
The depth
The weight
Of the love
I hold
For you.
Sufficient
Am I -
🌼
©nomad
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