and also note the ecstasy with which he gathers
like fallen fruit your visions,
and your pools of love and energy.
The way you surrender
to the pain he has in store for you,
the explosions that never occur between you
as you thought they would.
how honestly and truthfully, with a slight
tremble in your heart,
you release your illusions of love,
and how gracefully you submit to his absence.
this is the time of great recognition,
when you lead yourself, weary and tired,
to your tomb of clarity.