Forgive me
as I study every movement
and analyze every sentence.
After weeks and months,
your name still melts like honey
on my tongue, and your mystery
remains unsolved.
There's so much to consider,
from the subtle tilt in
your grasp on a coffee mug,
to the mischievous stars
sparkling in your eyes at night.
All I know, all I understand
is that neither of us cast this spell,
and neither of us
are complete on our own.
So, please, let me
find all your pieces '
all your strengths and weaknesses,
all your aspirations and idiosyncrasies.
Because all I long to do now
is learn who you are '
and who I may be.

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