He Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

he is with me
yet away from me
in me
yet outside of me
one

he is logic
yet not reason
part me
beyond mindfulness
none

he is dream
yet not chimera
genuine
yet not really
mine

he is love
yet more than
ardor
yet not really
love

he is all
yet less than
everything
yet much more
still

he is mine
yet his own
diametrical
yet different
parallel

he is sea
yet an island
haven
yet drowning
naked

he is fire
yet water
cool
yet fervent
burning

he is tongue
yet lips
soft
yet searching
quiescent

he is me
yet not me
same
yet different
identical