NOW i am very careful about my pronouns,
I've been hiding from myself and from you.
You are what i have concealed from the rest
of my humanity. You are an ambiguity that
must remain in that timelessness of a pronoun.
They can be annoying. They are sometimes
dictating how to be us, this I in you, and this
You in me. Nevertheless, in the pursuit of pleasure,
perhaps at first, and then in the fulfillment of love
later, if this be love in fact, then we can get rid,
of the senselessness of our masks in grammar
and syntax. There will be a time when i will
use your name and then put it beside mine.
They will protest. They will continue making the
But You and I, and Us, have already made it
from desire, to love, to forever, or if fate is not
in our favor, then....death.
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