I am intangible.
You can’t see me,
you can’t hear me.
Look over your shoulder,
I am not there.
Invisible,
Invariable,
But invaluable.
I am intangible.
You can’t hold me in your hand,
you can’t feel me on your skin.
Silent,
stealthy,
slipping into and out of your life,
possibly without even your
knowledge.
Unannounced,
uninvited,
but unmistakable.
I am intangible.
You can’t pin me down
But you can clasp me in your mind,
and possibly in your heart (if you’re lucky).
Not foreseen,
Not anticipated,
But not ignored.
I am intangible.
I am love.
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I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed, and that necessary.
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"O you will take whatever's offered / And dream that all the world's a friend, / Suffer as your mother suffered, / Be as broken in the end. / But I am old and you are young, / And I speak a barbarous tongue." William Butler Yeats, Two Years Later
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"O you will take whatever's offered / And dream that all the world's a friend, / Suffer as your mother suffered, / Be as broken in the end. / But I am old and you are young, / And I speak a barbarous tongue." William Butler Yeats, Two Years Later
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