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About This Poem
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Affaire
I
I incite intrigue, elicit fear,
I am unseen, yet, disappear.
I have no voice, yet many hear.
I am anger, I am grace.
I have no body, have no face.
I can destroy with my embrace.
I bear illness and disease.
I dance with you but no one sees.
I touch the waters when they freeze.
II
We are lovers, you and I,
although I often wonder why.
You roam far, I never move,
without your touch, without reprove,
although the branches of my heart
are sometimes chafed and torn apart.
I
I will howl,
I have no choice,
I will do so with your voice.
I move earth.
I move water.
I am no son, I am no daughter.
I have no will
I call my own,
I am like a silent stone.
II
I surrender to your call
ravage me, I am small.
There are answers that I seek.
Oh pray, please spare a peek.
Where do you go when you take leave?
Do you see me when I grieve?
You can’t reply, I know this much.
I whisper not, without your touch.
Your surfeit power can bring me death.
I am the roar of your strong breath.
You always die, but do not live
I that live, my life will give.
I surrender, not in fear.
Take me now, love, please come near.
To your touches I will yield
through my love you are revealed.
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Who is seen,
that is not?
Who is harnessed but not caught?
Who gives voice to one not there
or here,
yet everywhere?
Who is this we,
this mystery?
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