i seek no refuge
from the tug of exceptional guilt
i inflict it upon me
with as much truth
as the love i feel for u

of all the things that remain
is a feeling of tender calmness
and a sense of feary solitude
a desire deep within
for the bliss to remain

it never was like this
and it never will be
my affection is an abstract forever
the triumph that u seek
is a part mine ...