Realize

I wrote a story,
About my weakness and strength,
I keep this inside one person,
But no one can know his name,

I wrote a poem,
His aura was all around,
Many things I get from him,
And many things I found,

I made art,
His whispers keeping it together,
Mine just standing and watching,
My whispers he may be,

I realized,
I love my strength,
And I love my weakness,
That he I love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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