If I were to compare my soul to yours,
I cannot guarantee what I might find;
Humanity seeps from your every pore
Despite a subtle remoteness of mind.
But I have not yet tried to delve too deep
For fear secrets you may not wish to share;
The private thoughts that everyone must keep
To present those who seem to really care.
For I am stoic after having learned
That there are those who are not what they seem.
The wishes shared and futures we for-yearned
Eventually became the stuff of dreams.
Time hastens toward the point at which we part;
Therefore I humbly offer you my heart.
Plenty more where that came from!