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My desire to be all that I can be to

him, myself, us

and our weird love

no longer plagues my heart

When he says ‘I love you’

I am able to reply without

hesitation or fear

I finally  grasp

this friendship

this crazy love

like my relationship 

with my guitar

I pick up and play

when I need to hear

the pure sound

of music in my ear

as I strum and

feel the strings

In the same way

when I long for

the sound of his voice

resonating through my brain

his touch as I beg him not to stop

he allows me to sing and play

the music of my heart

of our crazy friendship

and weird love

© Melanie Arendse