The Kernel of You...

Two faced The duality of you – I hold you sealed inside my skin Both of your faces Both of your voices One named Truth The other – Fantasy The former is as cold and hard as all Truths are A nugget of reality Erstwhile Error-prone Erratic and evocative of bitter heart’s pain The latter is the stuff of dreams Another you that even you don’t know My private you My conjured perfection Sweetness and darkness bound into one exquisite package I hold him pinioned tightly to my breast In him lies everything that you are – But more of what you are not And for that I love him the best He is my shadow and my solace My watery ray of sunlight in a dark solitude He is my consolation for losing you For failing at possessing the Truth So even though I do not hold you in my arms Nor stroke your hair nor bask in the radiance of your smile… I count myself lucky Because the part of you I hold captive is the most precious part; What you would have been were you born perfect I possess the very best of you And fabrication of my deepest desires or not… It’s worth loving