Integration

Dearest —
You are the word
That I speak

How can I say
That I have always been
In love with you —
Even when I did not know
What love meant

I cannot say it —
Because you are
None other
Than myself

How can I possibly
Objectify you —
Place you
On an altar
That I bow to
Morning
And night

When I never find you
But in these words
The writer
Knower
The listener —
All myself

How can I say
That I love
Myself